Bottles of Bubbly and Self Praise

As I passed the bubbly, AKA champagne, AKA sparkling wine, AKA good stuff in Trader Joes’ alcoholic beverage aisle this evening, I was tempted to grab a bottle but instantly resisted the urge, deciding that that purchase would be saved for a future celebration – the one where I receive the finalized divorce papers in the mail. Tonight, however, I opted for a different, slightly more expensive Argentinian Malbec in celebration of my recent promotion as Art Manager of Walt Disney Parks and Harry Potter licensed product at my current company.

I’m pretty stoked to say the absolute least – I feel like my life is moving in the right direction and, probably for the first time ever, I’m allowing self-praise. It hasn’t always come easy, ya know. In fact, I often find myself bowing down to the little voice in my head that tells me, “It’s not that big of a deal. This could have been anyone. You’re not special. Blah blah blah.”

This time, though, I am proud of myself and the decisions and the moves that I have made. If only I could share this with my mama – I think she’d be proud, too. Now, I just can’t wait to write the blog where I bought and popped that bottle of champagne! Cheers!


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