So, I left my beautician yesterday, telling her she needs to charge more. I love the work she does on my face and I only pay $30. She told me she couldn’t because people would stop coming.
When I was in the shower today, I was reflecting on this. I am there for half an hour to forty minutes. I charge the same for tutoring for half an hour.
I told Sam she was worth more.
I’m working on my poverty consciousness. The irony of my comment to Sam dawned on me today. She is worth more. I am going to pay her accordingly. I am worth more. She acted as my mirror.
Was I really talking to myself too?