Truth be told, a new dress, new shoes and a night out can lead to an extraordinary series of events.
I’m sure that I’m not alone when i think that I am more wholly myself when no one is around. I’m not busy pretending or living up to a standard I’ve created in my mind. It made me think of how we put this unrealistic pressure on ourselves to be ‘someone’ when who we are is completely enough.
Then I thought about the people in my life who don’t fit into this category and who I don’t make myself feel like I need to perform for. These people love me so madly, and because I am completely myself. How did they get to be those people? What’s the difference?
People can like the fake you, or love the real you. Or like the fake you, and hate the real you. Either way, fake isn’t the way I want to live.
Cheers to the real you’s out there. One brave day at a time.
Let’s face it. It is the longest point until the week-end. Instead of feeling that weight, I choose to shake it up today. And I don’t mean big time crazy… I mean something simple like trying a new recipe out, clearing my to-do list for this evening and just relaxing. I have accomplished all that I needed today and give myself permission to just be. I am going to pick up those kids and have myself a ‘chill’ evening.
Fried calamari for the kids (first timer right here folks), roasted chicken and veggies for the lean eating adults. I’ll let you know how my fist attempt at frying calamari goes… Shake it up!
(Lame dance solo)