Snap Out of It, Already!

Dear Me,

Pull yourself together, woman! Seriously, now. The constant stream of cookies is not solving anything, is it? IS IT?! No, so back away from the carbs and do something else. Let go of useless anger, let go of "should" and deal with life as it is. Let go of judgment, and open your eyes to see the real deal, which is really quite tolerable and even blessed. Quit whining about not having a 6-figure salary, 6-pack abs and 6 days in Jamaica.

Look around you!! You are sitting in your own suite of offices, two advanced degrees in your head and on your walls, two children who are talented, smart and going to be lovely adults, two sisters who are more fun than fun-sized snickers (and that's a lot of fun). You are wearing single-digit sized clothing (for now, unless the cookie deluge continues). Yes, your house is small, but it is safe, comfortable and more than meets your needs. Yes, your spouse is sad, but something will come his way and he will find a way to look on the bright side of life as well. Stop acting like someone stole your birthday.

If you do not heed these words, I swear on all things holy that I will bitch-slap you and then you will look even crazier than you do by writing a letter to yourself. I'm pretty sure neither of us wants that.

Love,
Your sane side.

Disappointing, Not a Crisis

I was sorely disappointed today and am working really hard to not throw a 3-year-old fit about it. I want to. I want to pout and whine and cross my arms and say, "Well fine then, I'm not your friend any more." So there. Sometimes I really dislike being a grownup.