One of the biggest hacks I’ve learnt as a new wife is this:
Never ask a man what he feels like eating!
They NEVER know!! 😭
Anything ke? 😭 Can’t they just be specific?
Anyway, Don’t ask.
Just cook whatever you feel like eating…
they’ll happily eat it. 😂
Come and use this nonsense for someone like me. Ìkòkò ẹ́ máa jata. Your yansh go hot for nothing. No go find work. Dey look for who you wan lock. Ṣùkù ńdìí ẹ làlàlà...
I’m not perfect and I may never be. But I try every single day to be better than I was yesterday. My mistakes don’t define me but my effort to grow does.
I’ve fallen more times than I’d like to admit. I’ve made choices I’m not proud of. I’ve disappointed people, including myself. But none of that means I stopped trying. Every day I wake up and choose to fight for a better version of me…quietly, without applause, without anyone keeping score but God and my own conscience.
Growth isn’t a straight line. Some days I win. Some days I fall right back into old patterns. But the difference between who I was and who I’m becoming is that I refuse to stay down. I refuse to let yesterday’s failures write tomorrow’s story.
Despite my flaws, despite my past, I’m still showing up, still working on myself, still becoming. And that has to count for something. 🙏🏾
Behind The Scenes:
I sent over 300 proposals before the first company I worked with hired me.
And after that...
I sent about another 80 to 100 before another hire.
Same way...
I had made over 5,000 posts before one post got 500+ likes.
After which I made about another 1,500 posts that never got up to 100 likes.
Still about chances.
Now, I have increased the chances of my posts hitting 1k likes, just as I have increased chances in other areas.
I know you are wondering what I'm inferring again, and I will tell you as well.
LOOK:
It takes an incredible amount of work to become lucky.
Then it takes more work to understand why you got lucky.
And finally...
It takes relentless observation and deliberate repetition to turn luck into something that looks almost predictable.
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I'll Be Right Back.
MPG.
Train yourself not to become too emotionally attached to anyone because when they stop communicating or stop talking to you, you might not recover from it. Remember, every day people wake up with different feelings.
Remember to stay grounded, build your own happiness and protect your peace above everything else.
To the Albiceleste and every fan who bled blue and white this tournament…
Tonight hurts. Losing a World Cup Final in extra time, by a single goal, after a battle that went the distance that’s the kind of pain only real love for this game can produce. Lionel Messi gave everything he had, again, the way he’s done for two decades…carrying a nation’s hopes on his back, wearing the armband like it weighed nothing even when it weighed everything.
Emiliano Martínez was a wall. This squad fought Spain to the final whistle and beyond and came up just short.
But finals aren’t the whole story. Getting here through every round, every pressure moment was its own kind of triumph, built by a generation of players who gave Argentina years to be proud of. Heads up. This team, and this captain, don’t need a trophy tonight to have already given us everything.
TO THE GOAT, WE LOVE YOU ❤️
Vamos Argentina. 🇦🇷
As a Barca & Messi fan...I deserved this peaceful match I'm about to watch tomorrow 🤗
Argentina knock-out matches almost knocked me out... So this final between Spain and Argentina, I deserve it ✌️