Thank you everyone for tolerating Sob it Up Saturday.
I know that I have a great life and promising things on the horizon and that there are children without arms in Darfur. At least I have a nice husband, at least I have two gorgeous kids, at least I own real estate (gulp), at least I had my rising star moment, at least I realize what will come next.
The swift kick in the balls from Reality took my breath away for a minute there, along with the realization that I passed bikini/mini skirt phase and passed maternity clothes/baby clothes phase and I am Officially a Grown Up with Bills and Responsibilities...Too Late To Get Off the Rollercoaster, with the landscape rushing by quickly, and it does kind of suck and doesn't necessarily go as planned and all of those grown ups, all along the way, were actually right.
"I can't wait to get out of school, I want a job and my own stuff and my own money."
"Just wait, you'll have bills and the same monotonous job everyday forever and it won't be what you thought."
"My life will be different. You are just old and miserable and have forgotten how very difficult and very stressful it is to be young. You don't even know the stress. The pressure."
"Yes, we will see. I can't wait."
Ha ha freakin' ha.
Yeah, you get to eat ice cream for dinner if you want...but the rest of this adulthood gig is tough. Some days seem tougher than others.
I really appreciate all of the touching comments. It's nice that you're all just as supportive and interested in non-funny Ashley and it's nice to be able to get it all out here and hear that others get it.
It was just a "come to Jesus" moment with Reality Check Ashley and the intervention/redirection took me by surprise.
It had to happen though and now I Know.
Okay, pity party over. Time for NLP:RD Ashley to step in and manage (aka make lists for) the redirect and get us settled into this grown up business, once and for all.
I'll be back with fun stuff soon.