Hi, I’m Deidre. In my posts, I talk about my voyage down the road of self-employment as a web copywriter, my achievements and roadblocks along the way, and what I’m learning as I go (with Marketing Mentor as my guide).
The dog I adopted last month had lived in the shelter for 4 years. Before that, she was living on the streets. She was scared of people, didn’t let anyone touch her, and of course had never worn a leash or anything like that. I didn’t really care. I adored her anyway. I knew it would be a tough road, and that she might never be a “normal” dog—but I thought I could give her a better life.
Fast forward four weeks, and she has already changed so much. She walks on her leash, loves being petted, is curious about people, and knows how to come, sit and stay.
And it just makes me think…
My dog changed completely in four weeks. Why can’t I change…ever?!
Sure, I have moments, glimpses of change. But inevitably I start biting my nails, fall off the marketing wagon, or doing whatever-it-is I used to do.
Maybe it’s because there’s nobody to feed me treats or say “good girl” every time I do something good?
Or maybe it’s because I’m a human—who is capable of being ridiculous, convincing myself of things that simply aren’t true, and heck, making up excuses…
This dog has made me more active and productive—but that’s because I don’t have a choice.
Maybe with the other things I can’t change, I just give myself too much of a say in the matter? I give myself a choice when I shouldn’t.
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