I am baring my soul, screaming at the top of my lungs wearing a blue Venice Beach t-shirt, black and purple Spandex leggings, Sketchers and my hair pulled back into a headband from CVS. My kind of comfort!!
Caring what others think of me or say behind my back doesn’t matter. Not now!!
I actually, welcome it. LOL! I have removed the shackles. And, the need to over talk and explain every damn thing.
Own who you are
Too many of us spend precious time–we’ll never get back– trying to impress folks and conforming to ridiculous expectations; afraid of being judged! If you are photo shopping and cropping your life to resemble an idyllic picture of perfection……PLEASE STOP!!!
It’s too much work!!
I won’t hold it against you if your fitted sheets are a mangled ball in your linen closet or if your kitchen cupboard shelves look like the aftermath of a 7.7 quake or the nail polish on your toes is chipped beyond chipdom! LOL!
It’s okay. Life goes on! Living life in a self-imposed pressure-cooker is so ridiculous! NO MORE getting bent out of shape if optics are less than desirable. We are busy people; making a living wears us down!
I am doing the best I can, minute by minute!
YES! This is my car. Just like life, it is sometimes, messy, stinky and disorganized. I am not a filthy animal, but, sometimes I surrender to ”it is what it is.”
Oh, let me tell ya, I’ve tried on many occasions to maintain a passenger seat that can actually accommodate a passenger. If I see you on the street and you need a lift, give me a minute or two to toss my Ipad, stethoscope, cocoa butter lotion, huge shag-like pillows for naps, sneakers and filled to the brim purse into the back seat where my hoodie, nurse folders, makeup bag and empty water bottles live.
When I bought my Nissan Murano SUV nine years ago, I didn’t imagine that it would become a landfill on wheels. The last time it was truly spotless was when I drove it off the lot. I like to call it “lived in chic.” LOL!
And, let’s not even talk about that cup holder area that is bacteria laden from sticky iced-coffee cups, lip gloss and melted Hershey’s Kisses wrappers. At the end of the week, I do a quick wipe down.
When I’m in a good mood and have time on my hands, I will go to the car wash. I’m excited when the car wash guy cleans the inside and finds stuff I forgot hidden in that tiny wedge between the console and side of the driver’s seat.
Sadly, this won’t last long. Two days, give or take, then my car is back to its natural habitat. I think about it, but, I don’t obsess and get crazy.
And, that’s the big difference.
What’s weird, is that the inside of my home is neat and clean, most of the time, with candles flickering in every possible nook. I take pride in my living space. I am a beast with Windex and Soft Scrub. But, my car is operated by my defiant, anti-conformity, alter-ego aka “Vanessa.”
Driving through the streets of Bridgeport, CT as a home care RN, doesn’t make matters better. I’m always in a rush!! I’ve convinced myself that having stuff on the front seat is more convenient because it’s easier to reach.
I live a grab-and-go life!!
Don’t start with me Marie Kondo
In the back of my head, I hear the guru of organization, Marie Kondo, telling me to do better. But, she, stresses me out with all of her tips on how we can tidy up our homes and live more peaceful-centric lives.
I tried to watch an entire episode of her Netflix show, but, couldn’t get through it without having a panic attack and devouring a piece of strawberry cheesecake. LOL!.
Oh, yeah. It all sounds good in the beginning. A decluttered home nurtures a decluttered mind. But, slowly, all those things that you spend countless hours putting into wicker baskets, bins and bowls, find their way back to their original locations. LOL
No more getting bent out of shape. I don’t like chaos; I’m not a pack rat. When I can’t find something, I run around the house like a mad woman turning drawers over. LOL. But, I own my chaos. And, I deal with it.
My car and home is lived in. It has personality and character: bumps, bruises and cracks, just like me!!
And, hopefully, just like you.