Balance - Get More of it into your Life Now!

Garvin is falling off the weighing scales, he has lost his balance, he decides to go back to bad as there's 26 years of sleep he can access, he might need a new mattress but he can't balance his cheque book so that's not on the cards at the minute, maybe if he starts juggling balls he might earn a few quid to pay for the new bed. George says he doesn't need sleep anymore as he enjoys his work so much, so he is going to keep burning the midnight oil until the early hours to make up for the times he wasn't so happy with his work. George can't see Garvin but he can hear him giving out about "Too Many Balls so Little Time", he looks up only to see Garvin juggling what seems to be Cannon Balls while traversing a Ravine on a Tight Rope, Garvin Spots George and screams at him to stop gawking at him and for god sake tighten the rope and if he can get his arse in gear go find him a net, He drops one of the Balls , it lands precariously beside George, written on its side in Large Red Letters is "PATIENCE", Garvin doesn't seem to have any more and screams at him to get a move on. Step Back Say No Let that bit wait, Lets do what we can do not what we cant, Garvin puts all the balls down, he starts shouting at anyone and everyone that he is not a Juggler, he is a Joker!! Garvin seems to be picking up hot potatoes now, George mutters to himself - "Here we go again", only to quickly duck as half a dozen steaming potatoes go flying by his head, Garvin shouts out, "Its OK they're not mine!.... George is competent and Conscious of it, Garvin is consciously incompetent and unashamedly proud of it or maybe he is unconsciously ashamed, anyway he is going to poll his subscribers to see what they think, luckily enough he is most of them the results should skew favorably to his mood on the day. The Jokers have decided to enter the race, they meant the human race but ended up in the rat race by mistake, they are still running scared. George is recounting the story of the tortoise and the Hare, Garvin remembers fondly the days before comb overs and resigning to the present sad state of his evident Baldness. He over exerted himself running he exclaims as He Limps off to the Gym to dance to the tunes of the seventies on the Wii, his daughter calls it exercise he calls it nostalgia. George realises trying to relive the past is not as good as everyone thinks it is, nostalgia is grand but time belongs where it is in the past for the then you, the present you has enough going on to be without day dreaming about bygone times and how great they seemed. Garvin tells his daughter college is not all its cracked up to be as she will be bringing her bills and household chores drudgery with her as a parting gift. George dreams of riding his old Cowasaki, Garvin mentions that the milk quota for the day is going to be out of balance as they got hit by lightning so enjoy the now and enjoy the cow. The Lads chat about Birth Days and Death Days and all the life in between, agreeing that it is important to remember to play badminton, plant potatoes and play with kittens, this will help align your chakras whatever they are. They seem to be walking taller or maybe its just more balanced, they are talking about Ripples and how those around them seem to be more aligned to their way of thinking all of a sudden, maybe they are onto something... #SelfCoaching #BusinessCoaching #MediaCoaching