Lately I have been trying to spend little snippets here and there doing more creative things or thinking more about my long term creative goals. With that in mind, and with the recent onslaught of monsoonish weather, I found myself spending the better part of the weekend cuddled up with some paintbrushes and catching up on episodes of Southern Charm and Girl Meets World (my penchant for television knows no genre boundaries.)
Between swooning over Charleston’s Palmer Home and adoring the tropical-Kennedy stylings of most of the Southern Charm female cast, I found a lot of comfort in the men’s storylines. I identified with Craig’s notion of lost focus, always pressing forward in accomplishments and next steps, but wanting to stop and take in a breath and find footing. Most of my friends are deep into their lives with settled careers, proud husbands and wives, raising kids – established, you could say. And then there’s Shep, pushing 35, and content with where his life is at (sans white picket fence & children in tow.) I can cling to my bachelorette-dom a little easier now. And I appreciate hearing Landon’s history, having been married and realizing she wasn’t fulfilled, and being okay with stepping away from that and starting over.
Though much younger than myself, I couldn’t help but embrace Riley and Maya learning life lessons. I mean are you ever too old for a ‘moral of the story’? I think not! No matter your age, there’s always something new to learn. (And did I mention I started crying when I saw Mr. Feeney? That was unexpected. Water. Just leaking out of my face.) Television really is a special kind of mind therapy for me.
I haven’t taken to accepting where I am in life lately that easily, but I’m slowly coming to terms with it and trying to take it for what it is. I’d like to think these are my “character-building years,” only with the indie soundtrack playing solely in my head and without any hiking in the wild for weeks on end. (I would also like to note at this point that this post was abruptly interrupted by a tornado warning, which involved me taking shelter in my bathroom with my sneakers on and emergency bag packed. If that isn’t an experience on the checklist of Character-Building Years, yeah, well, it should be. Contact the moderator.)
Oh and I painted these. Lilly-inspired for my office!