I’ve decided that there is no possible way to prepare yourself for life. Your choices are:
1. develop survival skills, or,
2. suck at life.
My set of skills seem to change with each decade. I recall coping in my teen years by eating a lot of comfort food. A lot of french fries, bagels with cream cheese, ice cream sundaes, and pizza. I was fat. I don’t think food is the answer.
Then, in the first half of my 20’s I slept. A LOT. I wish I would have kept track of how much I slept. It was sick.
In the second half of my 20’s, I met Husband. I think this is when my life truly began. It was fun. Ridiculously fun. I drank a lot of coffee and energy drinks. I basked in newlywed bliss. Then about two years later reality started to hit me and I have been scrambling ever since to achieve the right balance of skills … lest I go off the deep end. Here are my current keys to survival:
2. Epsom salt baths.
3. Coffee. I’ll always drink it, and it’s the highlight of my day.
4. Deep breaths.
5. Smiling even when I don’t feel like it (which is often).
6. Taking the time to make myself presentable EVERY SINGLE DAY.
7. Cooking a lot of food on Sunday.
9. Southern Living magazine
10. Keeping up with house cleaning so it doesn’t overwhelm me.