Stepping away from the topics of fall, Halloween, and all things spooky, I’ll instead be piggybacking off of Bridget’s post from yesterday about your roarin’ 20s. It’s a painful subject, personally, and I’m not even 30% finished.
Bridget and I have led relatively similar lives for these first 2 and a half-ish decades. Our older sisters went to school together and we went to pre-school together. After the dark times that were elementary, intermediate, and middle school, the sunshine came back into my life our freshman year of high school. I was still a frizzy, unkempt mess, but by age 13 I at least had a solid group of friends that I still hang out with to this day, whether they like it or not. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I’m fairly certain it is this group of people keeping me at least a little sane during this time in my life. I have friends from college, yes, but since I can’t afford to move from home it’s this original group of friends that I see more often (though, I’ll be seeing some from college this weekend. Stay tuned for a wine tour inspired post next week). As it turns out, Bridget’s house is a staple.
Ten things I’ve learned in my twenties (so far) from the comfort of Bridget’s couch:
- Be patient. This is difficult, but we are humans, not cold brew coffee. Things won’t happen overnight.
- Watch/read/retweet the news. I used to be okay with being ignorant. Sometimes the news is painful, depressing, or cringe-worthy, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be in the know.
- Step away from the TV. This goes for your other devices, as well. They are necessary evils at work and a pleasure at home, but don’t forget what a stroll outside is like.
- Remind yourself that no one cares. I don’t mean this in a people-are-inconsiderate way, but rather that, okay, you forgot to put on mascara this morning. So, what?
- But, care about others. In a world in which people are inconsiderate, please don’t be. If you see someone struggling to open a door because they have a package in one hand and a bag in the other, hold it for them, you sack of potatoes.
- Use a turn signal.
- Not everyone wants to be your friend. Trust me, I’ve had a lot of experience with this. But stalking a guy you hooked up with once at a party won’t make him love you; you’ll just cringe about it for the next 2 years.
- Read. This is, like the news, something people seem to be proud about not doing. Exercise your brain, even if it’s 50 Shades of Grey.
- Take care of your body. Moderation is key, people. Unless it’s McDonald’s. Stop eating that.
- Act your age. It’s why I’ll be day-drinking from 9-5 on Saturday.
I’m fully aware that there are people that will read this and think, what does this 22 year old bitch know about life? Honestly, not much. But, hey, see: number 4. I don’t care what you think.