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Letting anyone who breathed be a part of my inner circleApologizing for taking up too much space.
A messy financial world. Eating stale donuts because I was bored. Dressing like a homeless person at home. These are just a few of the many ways I had set the bar way too low in my life. One day, during my Cheetohs incident, I was fed up. The cheesy fingers were no longer cute or tasty. It was time for me to put on my big girl bloomers and up my standards.
I wish I could tell you that this was an overnight success story, but the truth is I’m still doing it.
The good Lord knew what he was doing when he gifted me with my maiden name of Rising, because that’s what I’m continuously doing.
A few months ago, I realized that I had been neglecting a very important part of my world: my investments. With accounts strung all over China and back (and y’all know that China and investments aren’t two words to put together right now), I had set the bar low.
I could no longer tolerate that nagging feeling that I get when I know that I’m not living up to my desired standard. That’s the feeling that eats away at you at night.
So, I took one step (because that’s all it takes to start upping the quality of your life) and called a financial advisor. Within 3 days, we had two meetings and my accounts are in the process of being tidied and tended to, the way we should care for our things.
I continue to assess where I’ve lowered my standards (or maybe never raised them in the first place) and ask of myself (out of love) to step it up!
A lady’s standards should be higher than her heels (and my Louboutins are pretty high).
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Where do you need to elevate your standards? And what’s one small step you’ll take today to do it?
Start by sharing it with me in the comments below. That first step often feels like the hardest, but that’s how you change your life, one thought, decision and action at a time.
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Just because it's free doesn't mean I have to eat it.
I work in the world of recruiting where the free food flows, but it is often high in carbs, salt, and fat. After several years of grazing on pastries and cookies that are just not the best, it is time to do myself a favor and just stop. I'd rather raise my standards and dine on quality. I'm sure my waistline will thank me.
Oh, so many choices, but I'll pick one--upping the quality of my home space. My apartment feels like a hovel instead of a palace. This week I am cleaning out my kitchen. Next, I get a copy of the Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up and let go of everything that is not bringing me joy.
And then... zen luxury decorating!
Oh wow Steph, those words should have come out of my mouth. I have the book, now I just need to do the work. Thank you for the reminder xx
Such a great book!
One area I'm committed to raising my standards is my home. It is not the cozy haven I really want and needs some love.
Hey Rebecca! One little step at a time. Decide how you want your home to feel, and let those words inspire what you let go of and what you bring in.
WOW, so glad I found this today! My husband and I were just saying that we have disrespected ourselves by lowering our standards to please others. We just realized we were doing this with a certain friend group. We stopped serving olives and cheese (that we love) because they prefer "less fancy snacks" like Doritos. I remove my table cloth when they come over, because they remarked that no one uses these anymore. I'm not judging them, to each his own, but I don't want to stop being me just to fit in!