I turned 40 a couple days ago. I feel pretty good about that. I didn’t complete any more of the five goals I had set for myself beyond the one about going to Canada. Which I still haven’t told you about, but I’m sure I’ll get around to it. At some point. I’m not giving up on this list, though. I still want to do the other four things, and so I think I shall. I may even add some other things, though I can’t think of what those things might be right at this moment.
You’ll be happy to know that I’ve learned some things in my 40 years on this planet. Not many things, but some. And I’m still learning, which is the most important part, I’m told.
Here are a few (but not all) things that I’ve learned so far.
I’ve learned…
…money is not something to trifle with. Money is a tool, and it can be a powerful tool. On the flip side, tools can be dangerous if not handled properly. Money is no exception.
…and furthermore, there is not nearly enough education around money in this country. Because if you read the news, people are f-ing dumb when it comes to money (I say this knowing that I myself have had my dum-dum moments about money). Given the lack of financial education we as a society have, for God’s sake, people, educate yourselves. Don’t be dumb!
…I am not made of straw. I will not topple over in the wind, and I mean that both literally and figuratively/emotionally/mentally.
…God, I really love dill pickle relish.
…people will still love me even when I’m a jerk. And better yet, they will still like me. Which is good, because I can often be a jerk (and often without realizing I’m being a jerk). And in turn, there are people I still love and like even when they are jerks, and I have no intention of stopping.
…sometimes people don’t like me, even when I’m not a jerk. Oh well.
…I can’t get what I want if I don’t ask.
…I’ve reached a point in my life where I’m not always comfortable leaving the house without putting on my eyebrows.
…take care of your body. It’s the only one you have.
…take care of your mind. It’s the only one you have.
…people who do not support mental health, or feel that taking care of your mental health makes you somehow “less than” are not worthwhile people.
…I was totally wrong when I’d think that there was always someone out there whose life is more together than mine. I realized that that is impossible, because that someone else is not actually living my life, they are living THEIR OWN life, so how can it be more together than my own, when the two lives are inherently different? And furthermore, let’s be real—my life is as together as I make it and/or feel it is. Trying to compare it to someone else’s is just stupid. It’s like believing what people post on social media is the really real-deal of their day to day life.
…“Do it for the story” are (still) great words to live by.
… so are “Never trust a big butt and a smile.”
…relationships (romantic, friend, any kind, really) are hard. Anyone who says they aren’t is lying through their goddamn teeth.
… Who are you? Why are you here? What’s important? What’s not important? are the four guiding questions that resonate with me, and sometimes I have answers and sometimes I don’t.
…writing makes me whole.
This is 40.
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