Organize… or else

So life is both easie and hard, and i’m trying to cope with that.  One of my favorite books talks about how humans aren’t reallie good or reallie bad.  They’re reallie human. 

Maybe Stephen Chobsky said it best, “So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
―  The Perks of Being a Wallflower

It’s my favorite season.  The food, the family, the friends.  The stress, the lack of funds, the press for time.

Mostlie tho, I’m happie that things turned out like this.  I’m happie with my boy, my house (our house if you’re reading this, sexiepants), my friends.  I’m happie with my job, and where my life is going.  I’ve chosen this life. 

I picked my fights and my path and my stubborn anger.  I chose to live with ridiculous joy and cats.  And it’s a good life.  And Techie Turkey Day is coming and I am getting old.  And for the first time in the whole of my life I’m happie about all of these things.

Because I’ve realized something.  A five year old cannot go to the bar with her friends on St. Pat’s, or throw a Thanksgiving celebration in the house she owns, but a twenty seven year old can make hand turkies and drink hot chocolate with marshmellows.

And maybe there’s bills and a horrifying sense of responsibilitie, but honestlie… it’s totallie worth it.


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