I made a phone call.
That’s it. That’s my victory. It’s embarrassing to admit it, but that’s what I want to celebrate from day 6.
It might seem like a small thing to you, but it is not to me. I hate phone calls. I don’t even particularly like talking to my friends on the phone. If I have something to tell you, I would rather walk to your house and tell you than call you on the phone.
But this phone call was motivated by love. I had arranged a little get together for a friend’s birthday last night at a nearby restaurant (and that in itself I can celebrate because I am not an organizer of people). In the afternoon, it occurred to me that I should make a reservation. I argued with myself a little, trying to convince myself it was unnecessary, but in the end I decided that I wanted the night to go well for my friend, and that required a reservation.
So I made the call. Victory! Secondary victory: having the guts to admit that this is a significant victory to me. Double bounce!
What are you calling victory today?