Of course, we all want to rev up our flying car when we're stuck in traffic. Or be casually roasting on the beach while we're typing our lives away at our desks (CURRENT MOOD). Or just be able to eat whatever we want without gaining weight and having toned arms without going to the gym. Obviously, you don't always get what you want.
But what's it going to take for us to stop wishing it all away? Why is so hard sometimes to stay present? Why are we always reaching for more instead of being happy with what he have in front of us? Or better yet, just working harder at finding the beauty in everything- shit situation or not?
SIDEBAR: Jerzday. I don't have the energy to defend my state against these bafoons and by no means does everyone act like this but MY GOD do I love watching them. I said I wouldn't watch any of these new episodes but you can def catch me front and center on Thursday nights.
I remember when I was 9 years old, I couldn't wait to turn 10. I wanted to be in "double digits", be a "grown up" and insisting everyone in my family stopped calling me "the baby". Now I'd love for someone to call me baby!
SIDEBAR: Lately this baby feels like her crows feet have crows feet.
But when you are younger, it's all about GROWING UP. What a foolish fucking obsession! I remember when I was 19 / 20 years old and all of my friends were already 21. My sister WOULD NOT give me her ID (still the loserest thing she's ever done) and I was home with mega FOMO wishing I was 21 and out drinking Mind Erasers with my friends.
SIDEBAR: If you don't know what a Mind Eraser is, you must be a good person. Or just were born into the Fireball (GAG) Era and don't know an aggressive shot when you see one. Who did we even think we were drinking these? ANYONE ELSE?
SIDEBAR Pt 2: Speaking of 21 and the days where it was SO ANNOYING when you'd have to take our your ID. I would actually be offended by someone who didn't think I looked 21. Now? I'D KILL FOR AN ID CHECK IN A LIQUOR STORE.
Do we ever stop wishing it all away? I'm not sure but I think the wishes are still there but have just changed costumes. I find myself wanting to freeze time or have more time to relax instead of wishing I was older.
If we constantly live wishing we were somewhere else or doing something better, what are we doing with the time in front of us besides wasting it?
We don't even realize the gift of time until we run out of it.
It's true when they say 10 more minutes on a treadmill is longer than 10 minutes in real life but what's the rush? Why is it so hard for us to slow down and be present? Schedules and dates to keep, families to feed and people to take care of, responsibilities / work / a full life to balance all while keeping ourselves calm and in check. And WHO do we sacrifice when we lose balance... not our dogs, kids, husbands, guinea pigs or boyfriends- OURSELVES. I'm just as guilty as you are.
That shit is a work in progress...
The older I get the more I see how f-ing important it is to take time for myself. Even if it's 15 minutes in the morning when I wake up to meditate. Or setting certain time aside to stay the FFFF off my phone! SO IMPORTANT. Or the longer route to get some fresh air while I'm walking my pup for his after dinner poops. Work out, spend time with family, practicing yoga, buying myself flowers, going for a drive, scream singing my favorite song, ANYTHING. There just is no other choice anymore but to make the conscious decision to better myself, stay present and be happy.
It took me 30 years to realize how important I am. My manfriend jokes all the time that I'm always happy / laughing or smiling. Maybe I'm not but I just choose to be happy. (I also have a huge crush on him and am still a little extra giggly in front of him. I'm a loser like that.)
There are probably 1,942 reasons to smile about and be grateful for in just 1 minute. If you forget those reasons make a list and read them out loud when you need a reminder. I know, but I do it and it helps.
SIDEBAR: By no means am I happy 24-7. If I was, this business would be a complete fraud and I would be a liar. Neither of those are true. I'm just getting better at catching myself. With that said, sometimes self-pity and popcorn crumbs feel good but 96.9% of the time, that's also lame.
Honestly, WHO CARES WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE WHILE YOU'RE GETTING THERE, JUST GET THERE.
None of us are perfect. Who'd even want to be perfect? What even is "perfect" besides baby puppy breath kisses or getting all green lights on the way to your destination when you're already late?
Literally nobody knows what the hell they're doing. We're all just guessing and I just think some people are just better at faking it. Do the best for you and remember to give yourself credit for trying.
Legit, it's 2018. We have 19,130,231 resources for self help and access to info about everything we may need any help with. If you don't know how to do something, read a book about it. If you don't feel like reading, YouTube literally anything Oprah has to offer and it'll probably answer a question you didn't even know you had. If you don't feel like listening to Oprah or her peoples, find a podcast. If you don't know what a podcast is, crawl out from under your rock and join the world because you need it most.
YOU'RE RUNNING OUT OF EXCUSES NOT TO BE LIVING YOUR BEST LIFE.
SIDEBAR: I actually used to hate when people said that but now I don't.
I feel like this took me forever to write but then again I'm thinking of the other 301 things I have to do today. Present? Maybe don't take my advice? LOL. I kid, let's keep learning together.
See you next Tuesday.
LOVE YOU MORE THAN PIZZA.