Waiting for my friend’s son to come out of practice, I had a minor relapse of radio and discovered the current political campaign had gone total nasty. I smiled, turned Darren Hardy back on the CD, and realized I didn’t know and didn’t care.
TV was my dream stealing drug of choice. Like any drug, I slowly fell into the habit. And after getting hooked, I found myself needing more and more, especially cable news shows. The more I consumed, the more I needed to consume. And like so many drugs, I rationalized that I worked hard and deserved it as reward. “Helps me to relax.”
The only thing TV relaxed was my goal achievement. Knowing the facts of whether candidate A lied about Candidate B never retired my wife, added on to our house, or added money in my charitable giving.
I knew the that TV watching and wealth creation have a direct reverse correlation yet refused to take action to break my addiction. But the 9 day binge know as “bowl season” put me over the top. When I realized that on January 10th, I walked around in a total funk after my team won the national championship, I realized something had to change.
The rest of the month has been spent reading, blogging, talking to my wife and generally focused on work. My fog is gone and I see my dreams again. While I may need to attend some Dream Stealers Anonymous meetings if I have a March madness relapse, I know the worst is behind me and the best is ahead.