So we are officially two weeks into living in our hometown again after 25 years in the ‘burbs. It’s kinda weird, but I’ve already realized a few of the reasons we are back on home turf, more than just raising our little girl in a small town and being close to the fam.
First off, I went to the locker in Hancock on Saturday, got me some dried beef and Colby cheese, drove back, went to Dollar General or “DG” as the locals call it lol, got my hooks to hold my hairdryer and was back home in a shorter amount of time than it would have taken me to even drive to Target, let alone shop and drive home! Oh, the efficiency! Yay!
Secondly, I’m outside Sunday trying to lasso my child back into the house when my former, I know better than to call her old, English teacher shows up at our door to welcome us home. Can I just mention how sweet that is? Now, I’m sure she has a few ulterior motives, but I’m game.
Third, a couple of nights ago, I had an actual conversation with my neighbors IN THEIR HOUSE! I have not hung out with neighbors just to shoot the sh** since I was in college. I feel like I should show up at their house with Domino’s pizza and Bahama Mama (if I could even find it) to celebrate!
Fourth, I went to pull out of my very soggy driveway yesterday morning and see a guy using a flashlight to look around on the ground in the cul de sac. No need to panic! As I suspected, he was simply gathering nightcrawlers! I love living in a place where people put a priority on fishing! Yes, ma’am.
Finally, I won some silent auction items at a Relay for Life event a couple of months ago in which I got babysitters for 3-hour blocks. I texted the first one this week to see if she might be available this weekend and she was! And she even sounded excited to babysit for us! Dude, if you have ever had a 2-year-old you know how damn happy that can make a person!
PS – we will be attending the Betterment Committee’s Murder Mystery Theater Saturday night if you’re interested, go here to buy tickets!
Seriously though, I will be honest and tell you that after it has rained every day for the entire time we have lived there and commuting, I was starting to have reservations… Starting to doubt my decision to load up and haul my hubby and baby out of the city. I may, or may not have, had a few meltdowns along the way, but I know in my heart, I was meant to be back home. Bon Jovi and I, we know these things. So here’s to my discovering even more great reasons to be home and here’s to all of you who continue to put up with me no matter where I live. Love you guys.
What great things have you realized once you moved? Or is there something you really love about small towns or the ‘burbs that you want to share? Are you mid-life-changes and got advice for me? Bring it on!
Every once in awhile, those mushy moments hit when somebody says the right words at the right moment and it makes you feel a little less like a pile of shit in a world of superstars. I’ve had 2 of those epiphanies myself this week. One happened when I read one of those fab ecards that everybody posts on their Pinterest and Facebook accounts: Quit comparing your behind-the-scenes to everybody else’s highlight reels. No shit. Brilliant thought. Will I follow it? Highly unlikely. Too logical and too good for my self-esteem I suppose. Lol. Will I try to follow it? Certainly. Should you follow it? Yes…unless you’re one of those cocky sumbitches that comes up with songs like Don’t you Wish your Girlfriend was Hot like Me? In which case, to quote Happy Days: Put a sock in it!
Anyway, I can’t help but think that we all need those moments. Those thoughts that make us feel a little bit better in a crazy world where we try to keep up with the Jones or out-do the Christian PTA lawyer mom wearing high heels and toting five boys to the soccer field or the Armani-suited CEO carrying flowers for his wife. Listen, it ain’t easy to believe the best in ourselves or feel loved and wanted. There are too many people in this world that don’t have time for us. Everybody’s too busy shuffling their kids to practice, working 2 extra hours at work, or running a marathon to stay healthy. Sometimes, it’s hard to remember to send some love to the people around us who need it and sometimes, we’re those same people who need to feel the love.
As I said earlier, I had 2 moments this week. The second came when an important person in my life made the comment that she knew I had always known I was different, I had just made the mistake of assuming it was a bad thing instead of a good thing. In 30-some years, that thought had never occurred to me, but you know what? In some back-asswards way, it made me feel a helluva lot better that day. So since I’m feeling the love this week, you should, too.
Ten little wishes I wish for you this gorgeous weekend:
10. I wish you cold beers (or wine if you’re one of those sophisticated types) and good conversations on a low-stress night.
9. I wish you the ability to see your success and people that don’t take you for granted.
8. I wish you Reese’s peanut butter cup cupcakes and milk.
7. I wish you the chance at your own form of Olympic victories.
6. I wish you fabulous date nights and full nights of sleep with the windows open.
5. I wish you ladies’ or guys’ nights out with talk of old times that make you smile.
4. I wish you great hair days or lookin’-trim-in the mirror feelings.
3. I wish you outings that make you notice the perfect weather, a warm glow, and a soak-in-the-atmosphere view.
2. I wish you some Christian Gray-kind-of action scenes.
1. And most of all, I wish you non-shitty situations!
So there, I said it… My sappy little piece of wishing you well… Go off and be happy, damn it! Oh, and I’ll see ya next week. Same time. Same bat-shit crazy channel.