If you're following my story, you might know that I returned to the United States at the end of May. In January, I flew back to Spain to collect the rest of my belongings and offer my 30 days in Madrid e-course.
The e-course is in the can, and I'm back on U.S. soil after another memorable European adventure, and you'd think this was my first re-entry in years. The transition has been, well, a transition: the bills, housing, food, job applications, rejection, friendships, kids.
Bumpy. Very bumpy.
When it gets bumpy, I've learned to get back to basics: My goals. So in the middle of an epic sob session turned series binge in front of Netflix (Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, if you must know), I came up with a way to make my personal drama really work for me. Subtitles!
Simple, really. I set the subtitles to Spanish and even as I wallow in self pity, I am processing new phrases and vocabulary words. Self pity in service to my goals. I might be able to offer a course on that!