Hey guys! Sorry for the delay- I’m not quite sure what happened to October. I’ve been carpe-ing the hell out of my diem so hard that I haven’t had time to update the blog!
I celebrated my 37th birthday this week and I’m truly embracing the start of a new rotation around the sun! First off, since dying is not on my agenda anytime soon, I have been busy planning a trip to Paris!! That’s right folks, I’m headed overseas to gay Paris where dreams are made of croissants and Cotes du Rhone. Am I going on a romantic getaway with my husband Jim? Jim, who? Oh, he can’t come. He has to go to school, so it’ll be me and my dear friend, Brooke. Brooke and I are all about carpe-ing our diem and plan to do so, heartily. We aren’t even bringing workout clothes, you guys.
This trip might be a little crazy, but here’s how it all began.
My older sister is the Design Associate for the Executive Collection for the Victoria’s Secret Runway Show, which I’m pretty sure is the fanciest thing I have ever heard. When she told me that the show would be in Paris, my immediate reaction was, “I’m coming!” At which point she replied that she didn’t even know if she could get anyone tickets this year and I laughed and laughed and then played the cancer card. Boom. Tickets.
As the show films mid-week, my husband, who is a teacher, said he could not go, which was fine because before the words had exited his lips, I texted Brooke and she confirmed she would be there.
GIRL TRIP! And that’s how you carpe diem, friends!
Since then, Brooke and I bought our plane tickets, booked our hotel and bought dresses for the fashion show. OMGOMGOMG. It’s going to be so amazing! Am I a millionaire? No. Is it responsible to be spending this kind of a money on a trip like this when my money could be better spent installing a new sewer pipe from our house to the town lines? Probably not. Do I give a fuck? Nope. I sure don’t. Because you know what? When I’m paying off my credit card debt over the next few months, I’m going to be doing so with the amazing memory of a trip to Paris!!
I don’t know when I will have the opportunity to go to the Victoria Secret Runway Show in Paris again. So I’m taking the opportunity. Au revoir, mes amis! See ya on the flip side.
This, my friends is just one way I’m carpe-ing my diem.
I’m also hustling to try to live out (pun intended!) some of my newly realized dreams! I’m learning how to produce a podcast and looking for sponsors. I’m meeting with strangers that I think will be helpful in my quest to realize my dreams. I’m writing pitches for my ideas. I am really putting myself out there. I believe in these projects and you will too! I feel excited and energized and proud and a little scared too, but that’s okay because, carpe diem.
Carpe diem-ing is not just about huge projects. It’s also about everyday choices.
- Choose to hang out with people who lift you up instead of tear you down. Did you ever notice how sometimes we hold on to relationships that don’t make us feel very good? I value the time that I have with friends and family AND it’s important to me that I’m not wasting time in ways that don’t feel good. I need to take care of my time because time is limited and precious.
- Have FUN. In every life there are responsibilities that can be the opposite of fun. I like to figure out how I can have the MOST fun doing each mandatory BORING task. Like making housecleaning into a game or cueing up fun podcasts or games for a ride in the car. Something even as simple as snagging myself a Pumpkin Spice Latte before running errands makes picking up dog food seem like an adventure!
- Sing out loud. I don’t even care what your voice sounds like. My husband sings about what he’s doing all the time- it’s like a musical in my kitchen. I prefer to sing actual songs that someone else wrote- in the car, in the shower, in the middle of a restaurant. Sing like no one’s watching for reals, though.
Combine these three things and you will be living the dream!! You may find yourself in the middle of a living room singing Wilson Phillips “Hold On” at the top of your lungs in perfect harmony and thinking ‘I JUST NAILED THAT!’ And you probably did, but if you didn’t, that’s okay because the memory will be perfect.
Memories are the things that stay with people after your body leaves this earth and I’ll be damned if my tombstone reads: “Maggie, a girl who was really responsible.”
No, thank you. I want it to read “Maggie- what a hoot! A woman who lived life to it’s fullest!” My daughter, Zoey, went hiking with my younger sister, Becca, recently and Becca said to Zoey, ”Your mom is so cute!” And Zoey said, “My mom’s not cute. She’s bold and brave.” If that isn’t inspiration to carpe diem every single day I don’t know what is!