I went to a chick flick last night with a bunch of married ladies. My friend Brooke had invited me to tag along with some of her friends from church and we had a lot of fun. The movie was not that great but one of the main characters got me thinking about something I'm trying to explore a little more.
It was a movie about two women living in New York and one was this really high powered attorney with a fabulous apartment and a drool-worthy wardrobe. I found myself thinking-oooo, someday I'd really like to dress that way. And then I realized-um, that women and I are in the same life stage right now. When exactly is it that I'm planning to morph into a twenty eight year old fashionista? I'm 32 years old. I might feel like I'm still 25 and that I'm not a real adult yet but as far as the world is concerned, lady, you're a grown up. This is what you are like. The ways you choose to spend your time and money and energy right now? You are set in those ways. And frankly that's just fine. But I've been a little concerned over the last year at how often I catch myself saying, "that's something I'll do someday." It's so easy for someday to slip into yesterday and then get lost. I think I am guilty of something I have always railed against-waiting for some "real" life to begin. The one where I am braver, the one where I don't worry so much, the one where I get to bed at a reasonable hour. One day I will have faith figured out and one day I will make better decisions. I feel like maybe I have lost a few years of my life because I'm just hoping a new me will show up and replace the one I'm frustrated with.
So today I bought fresh flowers for the house for no reason. Because I've always wanted to be that girl.
Here's a song that fits kinda perfectly...