I’m finding myself in what should be my salad days, but I feel a little wilted. So here is what I’m gonna do. I’ll go grab some bacon and make a bacon and wilted spinach salad. And if life gives me lemons, I’ll pour some of that lemon juice on the salad and then go make myself a nice lemonade or maybe a master cleanser drink. And if my body does not fit into an entire effing world’s worth of dresses, I will make my own. Change is hard, change is scary, debt is hard, debt is scary. I just have to stay calm and tackle one obstacle at a time. Today’s obstacle is the fricken dress. And you know what, it’s going to be better than great. And even if I do a terrible sewing job, it’ll still be great because I made it. And maybe all these tears are just what I gotta do right now. Maybe there’s just too damn much salt in my body. I’m just going to make this dress and focus my thoughts on our wonderful honeymoon in Hawaii and I’m not going to think about my debt, and I’m not going to think about my biological clock, and I’m not going to think about whether or not we are moving and if when. It’s just me and this dress, and this hawaii travel book and my wii fit and a bowl of fruit and my master cleanser drink. over and out.
wilted salad days and lemonade
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