Don’t Settle For Crumbs

Good Morning Damsels!

This week we are going to discuss settling! My dears, too often I see Damsels settling. Settling for a man who isn’t quite right for you. Settling for a career that pays the bills but doesn’t set your soul on fire. Even worse settling for a home that fits your budget but doesn’t quite meet all your needs. As a result of settling my sisters are finding themselves stuck in distress  & all because they have come up with a *phenomenal reason to settle there.

*phenomenal reason read: a bs excuse.

But Damsels, let me tell you a secret about settling, your desire for greater doesn’t simply go away. Its like hunger on Thanksgiving Day. As you smell the turkey spread being prepared, your appetite just grows with anticipation. The promise to your belly that she will be full soon, almost makes the wait for dinner unbearable! (*shivers with a flashback of 3:30 pm on Thanksgiving Day 2012 when the oven was busted and we didn’t eat until 10:30pm).What if after aaaaaaalllllll that waiting, instead of having the turkey spread you dreamed about, you decide not to eat dinner because you think you’re not cool enough to sit at the table with the other people who were invited to dinner? Or what if you decided your dress didn’t look cute enough to enjoy the perfectly prepared cornucopia? How about, if instead of ever preparing your plate you just watched everyone else eat; “since the other guests are already eating before you and they are doing such a good job, you wouldn’t want to copy them because you can’t figure out how to do it better or differently?” The worse excuse of all: what if you settle for just saltines because you don’t have a culinary degree or years of experience in culinary arts to really enjoy all the notes of flavor in the cornbread stuffing? Does your hunger just go away because you ate saltines or watched someone else eat? Will you be satisfied with yourself if you turned & walked out the house to return to only smell the remnants of dinner and see the dregs of the leftover carcass in the pan the turkey was baked for hours in?


Settling for crumbs doesn’t keep you fed it leaves you starving. 

In case you have not made the connection already: the turkey dinner represents your dreams + big bold goals, the hunger and rumbles in your tummy represent your ambitions & those janky saltines are your excuses. **

** That sorry job you’ve been working since the December after college that doesn’t use your degree nor your talents. That no-good boyfriend/fake fiancé you’ve been engaged to for 3-years with no wedding date in sight. The no-good-baby-daddy you decided you had to stay with for the sake of your ‘family’. The passport that’s growing cobwebs from lack of use. That abysmal savings account with only $3 in it after 3 years of yoyo saving. Your credit score that’s still in the trash because you’re constantly paying late fees. Years passing by without you starting your business because you don’t have the certification. Not getting your motorcycle license because you don’t have a motorcycle yet. Not taking flying lessons because well you don’t own a plane either. Not learning to ride a bike or swim because you think you’re too old to learn now. Or not get your gun license because you keep putting off visiting the county courthouse for the application.

How long are you going to settle for saltines? How long are you going to settle for crumbs? When are you going to take a chance on yourself and create the life you’ve always imagined? What will it take for you to start working on things that will bring your life fulfillment? AREN’T YOU READY TO EAT?! Aren’t you ready for your turkey dinner?!

I challenge you to QUIT SETTLING & take a step toward your dreams today! No matter how large or small, be intentional about creating the life you’ve always wanted. Don’t just settle, don’t just TELL yourself you’re gonna take a step ACTUALLY TAKE THE STEP! 

Be bold. Live out loud & as always remember,



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