Seems simple enough of a saying. But those 7 words really do hold life. And if those words leave your mouth, be prepared to live them as well.
I’ll be honest, this week’s confession about the playlist got me to thinking. Am I okay? Yep, I really am.
Looking back, I probably should have picked a less exhausting life motto.
Hell with that. I don’t believe in life mottos.
As always, it’s not that serious with me. I am only a planner when it comes to operations and my job. The rest? Yeah, I’ll wing it and see where it goes.
Has it always worked out? Nope. Sometimes better? Yes. Other times it’s, hmmm, didn’t see that coming.
It has been starting over.
It has been switching career paths into something I had no idea what I was getting into.
It has been juggling 14 things at one time, trying to figure out what should be the priority, and then just diving headfirst into whatever looks like the worst problem.
And still finding the time late at night to write the blog or whatever comes to me.
Finishing the novel.
Dealign with life and finding the comedy and tragedy in it.
Sounds like I have all the answers. Right?
Yeah, no one has fewer answers than me. I do know I like a challenging goal. Weather it’s dealign with work, the house, bullfrogs, insane Door Dashers, or just getting out of my head to push forward when I think I can’t.
Yeah, I just embrace the unhinged life. I mean, why not? Sometimes it makes for great blogs. Other times, it’s a private life situation that really just need me to do whatever I have to.
And get up the next day and start over.
And the blogs that I have yet to write that will make us look back and think, well, that was unhinged, but it worked for her.
Yes, it has thankfully been a calmer week? Or has it??
Will I tell you more life secrets or embarrassing stories? Will I find love after the shit show of the last few years?
God, just no on the last one!
I just know I am going to find the good in it, and if it worthy, put it out for the world to read. Or not. Never know with me. Because I am definitely not a do-it-for-the-plot-twist kind of gal.
I can only imagine what younger Danielle would think. Most likely, oh my God, why would you do that? You know better. Just why?
But this is why: “No, I will not explain.”
Anyways, Major hates thunder and won’t come out of the shed. I think I am going to have to carry his scared ass back to the house again.
