Last summer, I committed to a challenge. Yes, I like commitments and I LOVE challenges. This challenge was about complaining, or lack thereof. Yes, you got it smart reader; Last summer, I spent 21 days “trying” to not complain.
I must admit, at first it was not easy. I complained. I bitched. I moaned. And for every complaint, bitch and moan, I added a quarter to my jar in the middle of my kitchen table.
The first few days were tough. The first week was really rough. I think I added about $5 in quarters just in that first week. But after getting it out of my system, I found myself really “looking” at what I was doing and who I was being. I recognized how toxic those complaints were, not just to me but to everyone around me.
I can’t say I changed as a result of those 21 days, but I did grow more aware of my words and my actions and how powerful those words and actions are.
So, this spring, at the beginning of May, I invite you to join me in 21 days of no complaining. Can you do it?