I am tired of living the “in Case of…” Life. Carrying an extra bottle of water “in case of” thirst, an umbrella “in case of” rain, a snack “in case of” hunger. Having a flashlight near my bed” in case of” an earthquake and on and on. When will it end? There is a freedom in letting all of my “in case of’s” go. Of traveling waterless without a back-up battery for my phone.
It hasn’t happened yet, but I know the miraculous day I walk out of my home empty-armed is on the horizon!
Lugging a sweater “in case” it’s chilly in there is insane. But I lug it anyway! You too? Who taught us we should live this life of fret trying to be one step ahead of a minor inconvenience?
Why was/is it so important?
Feeling prepared causes women less stress, I guess. I mean throwing ballet flats in your purse “in case” the shoes you’re wearing to a wedding start killing you makes sense. But for me, this steadfast notion has ruled and limited me.
Wouldn’t I have enjoyed that outdoor concert more if I didn’t have to put my sweater someplace it couldn’t get dirty? Did I need a jacket at the zoo on a ninety degree afternoon “in case it got chilly” after the sun went down?
How many times have we left those things behind and lost them forever because they were so not needed in the first place?
I want the freedom of a “sweater less” life.
Seriously, how cold could it be in the movie theater or the playhouse or the park or at church or the dentist’s office? The crick of my arm deserves to be unburdened when I leave my home for the outside world.
It seems that hundreds of times in my life I have encumbered myself needlessly, like I encumbered myself with my Ex. Did I need to keep “carrying” this man? Doing both large and teeny-tiny things for him that he was more than capable of doing?
This constant thinking of the worst case scenario and planning how to avoid it is exhausting. Artery-hardening stress for no logical reason!
The end is in sight. I know it. I have moved the coatrack where my light jackets and sweaters obediently hang into a bedroom. Having that right at my door was like candy to a baby. Out of sight, out of mind right?
I’ll keep you posted.
We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!