bright eyed floozy on his arm prancing all over the city. Uggghhh! I can’t even stand the thought of it. How could I have been so foolish to subject myself to such heartbreak? I knew this was a bad idea from the start.
“Can I get you anything else?” the waitress with a lisp says, while wiping her hands on her white bistro apron.
“No, I’m fine, thank you.” I reply looking down at my half eaten muffin and empty sugar rimmed mug from my pumpkin spiced latte. She picks up the mug and gives me a pitiful smile.
Do I look that strung out?
I glance down at my cell phone to see it is already two in the afternoon. What on earth have I been doing here for the past couple of hours? I have barely accomplished a thing, yet I have spent the greater part of my day here. I really need to stop this procrastination. It is so unlike me.
My phone rings and it startles me. I answer it right away, only to hear Emily’s voice on the other line.
“Where are you?”
“At some café” I say gathering up my papers and taking a final bite of my muffin. I really need to get myself together.
“I waited for you all morning at the office. I called you a couple of times, but it went straight to voicemail-”
“I was probably at Mrs. van den Berg’s when you called. You know I forward all my calls to voicemail when I am with clients.” I remind her and push my way through the café’s heavy wooden doors.
“I still can’t believe you scored that listing!” Emily squeals with excitement, “Clint is overjoyed about it. This is a really big deal for the company and of course your career. You are so lucky.”
“I know. I can’t believe she actually requested me.” I say pulling my jacket tighter around my waist as the cool winter breeze pierces my skin.
“I had a showing of that condo by Wrigley Field, but it’s over now. Can you meet me at the office in twenty minutes? We really need to go over that paper work and sign off on a few things.”
“I’ll be there.” I say, and shove my phone into my purse.
As I hop on the subway, I promise myself that I will flip the Ben switch off in my brain and actually focus on work. I need this van den Berg listing so bad that I cannot screw it up. The commission on this sale will finally allow me to purchase an investment property of my own. Something I have been dreaming of doing for a long time. But because I have been so client focused and I am way too tight with my money (something I inherited from my mother), I have never had the balls to do it. In light of everything that has happened this past week, I am more than ready to make a few personal changes and focus on my future. Succeeding in my career and committing to purchasing a property seems ambitious enough. There is no better time than now. I need to figure out my priorities and stick to the Megan Daniels Plan of Action for her 25 Year that I have wanted to put into motion for a while now.
You better get cracking.
I think to myself as I pull out a pen and my notepad and start writing down my top ten things I wanted to do before I turned twenty-five. I squish down into an empty seat on the subway, sandwiched between a mother with two crying children and a plump man picking his nose, and begin to write:
1. TAKE A CLASS (a.k.a. Pilates/ New Language/ Cooking). It doesn’t matter what at this point. All I want is to have a goal to achieve and a new reason besides the office to get up in the morning.
2. GET IN CRAZY NASTY SHAPE. Okay, maybe not NASTY shape. I don’t want to look like a male body builder. But I do want to look toned enough to rock a killer six pack. I have been working hard on this for the past three years, but I am starting to think my body just rejects any type of muscle formation.
3. VISIT ALL 50 STATES. Like I will ever be able to take time off work for this (maybe in a couple of years from now) NEXT!
4. GO SKY DIVING. Something I am so scared of = something I have to do!
5. GET