Ever feel like your brain is going to explode from the force of all the unnecessary worries, stresses and random bits of trivia crowding it? I do. And when it gets to be too much, I borrow this lovely post idea from Airing My Dirty Laundry. So here we go with all the things I’m trying to be okay about right now.
It’s okay to be insanely pleased about the three pounds that your long, drawn-out cold has helped you to lose.
And to want to sneeze (wetly) on the next person who says, “Gee, Amber, you sure do get sick a lot.”
It’s definitely okay to let your also-sick toddler wipe their snotty face on the above-mentioned offender’s shirt.
It’s okay to be secretly addicted to America’s Got Talent (even if you scoff at Dancing With the Stars).
And to wish you had never heard of Jersey Shore, Sookie, the Kardashians, or any of the Real Housewives.
It’s okay to think Anthony Bourdain is kind of sexy…and that Brad Pitt is anything but.
It’s okay to be excited that clogs are back in style (DSW says so, yo).
But to wish that leggings would. just. go. away.
It’s okay to wish your long weekend was about five more days long.
And to consider calling in ugly thanks to the repulsive cold sore on your lip.
And even to hope that someone, somewhere is writing you a million dollar check right now.
Because, after all, it’s always, always okay to dream. Dream big, internet. Dream big.