Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The 4 Stages of Success

This is what happens when something even remotely positive occurs in my life. 

Stage 1:  I jump up and down with joy.

Stage 2:  I most likely have an asthma-panic-attack from all the excitement, and also the pollution in Western North Carolina, but mostly the excitement.

Stage 3:  As the initial high wears off, I am consumed by self-doubt and self-loathing.

Stage 4:  Then somehow, I turn the self-doubt and self-loathing into a post.


Fun Fact:  Ari originally drafted this post for me because I had been complaining about knowing I was procrastinating but still being unable to stop procrastinating.  I added the drawings and changed the wording to be more in my own style.  For Stage 2, this is what he wrote: 

"Have an asthma attack and immediately retreat to my Neti."

How do you retreat to a neti pot?  Now I'm imagining myself living in my neti pot like some sort of genie.


  1. Oh yes, just like me, except add chronic nervous diahhrea and spontaneous crying!

  2. Ooooh, Kelly, we're practically twins!

  3. Amen sister. I gave up on success a few years back, after law school etc. the pressure was just getting to be too much. I mean, once you succeed, people almost expect you to succeed consistently, which is what gets me. So I said screw this career goals bullshit, I much prefer to just carry on living by my own measures of success: I peeled an orange leaving the skin in one long piece - SUCCESS!!

  4. wow Haley - you nailed it with this post. Yep - I feel your pain.

  5. Wait, your Neti pot has a lid? Mine doesn't have a lid. :(
    If it did, I probably wouldn't end up with half of it splashed down the front of my shirt.

    Great post, btw. Loved your time travel one too. The shame of blogging. ;)