Saturday, May 26, 2012

I like myself, I like myself, I like myself…


I’m inspired by Brian Tracy. If you know me personally you know this. In Brian Tracy’s, Psychology of Achievement six disc audio series, he flat out says that if you tell yourself you like yourself you will. “I like myself, I like myself, I like myself…”  We joke about it at work but really… I like myself!

Yesterday, I woke up feeling a little guilty about a tiny slip up I had the night before involving an entire personal pizza. Let’s face it… personal pizzas are meant for more than one person. Anyway, all of the sudden I’m in my bathroom and my husband LEAPS up onto the counter top and starts yelling at himself in the mirror screaming, “You’re awesome! I’m awesome! I like bathroom! I like my wife. I like my dog!” Instantly I burst out laughing. I know what he is doing. A while back we found this YouTube video of a little girl talking to herself in her bathroom mirror. Have you seen it? Check it here….  http://youtu.be/qR3rK0kZFkg

So, inspired by both Mr. Tracy and tiny Jessica, I thought I would try their little self loving exercise. You should too. Here I go…

I like my espresso. I like my car. I like my life. I like my house. I like my dog. I like my mom. I like my dad. I like my legs. I like my bug bites. I like my scars. I like my stomach. I like my hair. I like my personality. I like my friends. I like my friends, friends. I can do anything great. I like my kitchen. I like my backyard. I like my smile. I LOVE my job. I like my staircase. I like my shoes. I like my clothes. I like my coffee cups. I like my notebooks. I like my massive DVD collection. I like my HBO. I like my city. I like my flower pot. I like my dining table. I like my sheet set. I like my tv. I like my sister. I like my aunts. I like my uncle. I like my Wii. I like my lawnmower. I like my husband. I like my husband’s car. I can do anything GREAT. I like my big eyes. I like my smile. I like my bag. I like my iPad. I like my iPhone. I like this computer. I like my marathon medals. I like my weight. I like my toothpaste. I like my stuff. I like my Rachel ray cooking pots. I like the rug in my living room. I like my laundry unfolded.

Shit, that’s awesome!

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