While scrolling through Instagram today, I happened upon the Explore page and one video, in particular, caught my eye. It was a woman stand on top of a high dive…afraid to jump. It was posted by Will Smith, and he’s giving one of those uplifting do-gooder speeches that I usually watch with rolling eyes and skip. For some reason today I listened.
“You have to be able to go. The hesitation is the thing that really messes up the chances at having your dream. Get out of the middle. The moment of pushing off is pure friggin’ terror. There’s nothing to hold onto. We’re all trying to hold onto something. Trying to hold onto an idea…a person. You’ve got to get comfortable falling. Life is dangerous, and the only way to really enjoy it is jump and be free.”
A few weeks ago I was asked if I could name 5 words that describe myself. Every word that came to mind seemed trite. Okay, we have creative…but that one’s obvious. Artsy…but that’s the same as creative. Hmmmm. How could 5 little words escape me? Could I really not describe who I was? Can you?
After some consideration, I came to the conclusion that defining who we are is never set in stone. Life is a constant roller coaster of up and downs. Not sure about you, but I’m a completely different person now than I was 10 years ago. Maybe thinking about who I was, would help me describe who I’ve evolved into today.
The dreaded mammogram — before I had one, I pretty much grouped that appointment in with getting my teeth drilled. Word on the street was, they are painful and you have a machine squeeze your boobs flat into pancakes. I’m assuming you men would put it right up there with a prostate exam.
Popping in randomly for a weird life post that has absolutely nothing to do with home decor, but I felt compelled to share all the same. Yesterday was Friday. The Boy took Cooper to his first soccer match, and Zoe was already in bed. That meant I has the house to myself. I could pretty much do anything I wanted to do. Yippee!
This meant no Captain Underpants. Not Teen Titans Go. No Barbie and the Mermaid Rockstars. The remote was mine. Flipping through the guide…nothing…nothing…nothing…nothing. Gah! Jackpot. Here are the thoughts that ensued.
Ooooph. Was this week as weird for you as it was for me? Tuesday was an exceptionally difficult day that began with puking, no internet, and heaps of drama. It was so bad I thought for sure Mercury was in retrograde…ummmm, it wasn’t…I checked…it just happened to be a shit sandwich day that required a helmet.
To brighten today, I decided to share with you a few of the things that caught my eye this week. Here’s what I’ve been obsessed with.