I have spent a goodly number of years saying "I CAN'T".
I can't lose weight. I can't clean the basement. I can't swim. I can't, I can't, I can't.
Why not? Because, because, because.
After fifty-odd years of belly-aching, I know I CAN. I just WON'T.
Right now, my back hurts. They dangled a paycheck in front of my nose. I went to work. My husband informed me that he has no clean t-shirts. I did laundry. No, don't even suggest that I tell him to do his own laundry. He might decide to do mine, too, and then I will really have to lose a lot of weight to get into the stuff he will likely shrink....hmmmm. I feel a new wardrobe coming on...
So, you see, I CAN.
The gas bill was late. I CAN'T get there to pay it. Well, there is online billpay, snail mail and pay-by-phone. I'm just irresponsible. I CAN'T clean the basement....well, I could, I really don't want to. It's a big job. I hate spiders and centipedes, both of which reside in the deep dark corners. I CAN'T lose weight. Well, I CAN, and I have before. It's very difficult to exercise daily for a lazy lump like me (I make a couch potato look like a marathon runner), and it isn't fun giving up the goodies I like to eat. I am diabetic; I shouldn't have them anyway, but I have a hard time refusing.
Usually, when we tell ourselves we CAN'T, we mean we WON'T or we DON'T WANNA. There are legitimate "can'ts", I assure you. I can't do lots of things, like fly on my own power. The rest of the CAN'Ts are inconvenient, too expensive, immoral or indecent--so I WON'T.
My Dad used to say, "The impossible just takes a little longer." Wise man.
This year, I am shedding a lot of my CAN'Ts and trading them in for I'LL TRY and I WILL.
I WILL exercise.
I WILL lose weight.
I WILL pay my bills on time.
I WILL, I Will, i will, i will clean the basement. Oh, who am I kidding?
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