I feel good. I knew that I would.

I am working on the word "no". Being a direct product of my father, this is not my strong suit. I'm a go-to, sure can do kind of chic. But it is time for more no. I need room in my life for other yes.

In the grocery store parking lot, a suspicious-looking couple asked me for money after a long story about a flat tire. They approached me at my car while it was dark. Um, no. I thought about calling the police, but let it go.

Tonight I flat out refused to do something that then resulted in a change that I was hoping for. To be quite honest, I told a friend that I would precipitate this change and she didn't believe I could make it happen. Triumph!

For several months now I have felt wishy-washy. With "no" as a possible choice, I'm much more decisive. Feels good.