Good morning worker bees. This post is as much for me as it is for you: I like to start my weeks fresh, and in order to do so, I need to sneeze out some bad juju (say it with me now – ahju!)

The plight of the employed 25 year old is this: you need to spend 8 hours of your day – approximately half of your waking time if you’re particularly good about getting that beauty sleep – working to make dat money. You allow yourself to dream; try to believe that if you identify how it is you want to spend those eight working hours, you and the universe can send positive vibes in the right direction; and you find everything there is to love about your current work situation and love the sh*t out of it. You have to. Misery loves company – and its company of choice is more misery.

If that’s not a recipe for bad juju, I don’t what is.

There will always be someone trying to get you down. Maybe they really do have it out for you, but it’s not personal – they’re manipulating you and your situation for their own self interest. My advice on this Monday? Treat them with kindness. Perry each flaming dart they toss your way with postivity and confidence. You can’t change them, but you can beat them by knowing that their ego ain’t got nothing to do with your self worth. Keep working to make yourself happy – do what you can, where you are, and know that gaining any kind of skill – whether that’s marketing for your company or learning how to keep your spirits up when dealing with nut jobs – is a step toward your dream life. So is loving the sh*t out of where you are because happiness loves company, too: vivacity, warmth, well being, security. Stay optimistic, know that anyone who undervalues and disrespects you lacks some pretty big, important life skills and may never find the peace and contentment that you will. And breathe.

You’re young. You’re smart. YOU’RE A GRADE A HOTTIE and you can’t let the haters have their way.

Some links: www.daniellelaporte.com for mega-inspiration, and of course, Run the World (Girls) because I start every day by watching Lady Bey. And now… I’m going to hit up the gym, love the sh*t out of my work day, and keep counting my blessings. Love, love, love and chins up!

XOXO,
Rose