I realize as one reads this blog, you might start to wonder if all of my pearls of wisdom come from same crazy television show geared to appeal to the EMO crowd but I have to say some of the messages actually have merit. And, really, if we think about it, I am willing to bet we could all find something in a television show to relate to…it is why we watch them.
I watch Glee…I admit it. I watch it, I love it, I cry, I laugh and every once in a while I even miss high school…not often but sometimes. I miss the football games. I miss my BFF. I miss the pom poms. Wait, this is not about high school!! This was about a much more important thing…Glee! In all honesty, Glee did make me seriously think about choices I have made in my life, and while I try very hard to never regret things I have done as they are all part of who I am today, it is hard to not wonder at the steps that have led me to where I am. And yes, I did get all of this while watching a show that includes a mean aging pregnant cheerleading coach as a character.
Why is it that I had all the patience in the world while I was staying in a relationship where my partner threw things when he was mad, cheated on me openly, would tell me that if I didn’t take care of him someone else would but now that I am ready to move on in my life with someone else, I am the most impatient person in the world? Really?! If I had all the time in the world to waste on someone who truly didn’t appreciate me nor was willing to care about me the way I deserved, why can’t I wait to meet someone who does and will?
Yes, I am an instant gratification kind of gal most of the time…I don’t like lines at Starbucks, will buy the hard bound version of a book I really want and yes, if I am really worried about how a story will end, will read the last page first. Because of these tendencies, I would normally understand my lack of interest in waiting for the right guy to come along but as I was watching Glee with my daughter and she states “Beast needs to leave her mean husband. What is she waiting for?”, I realized I needed to tap into that patience again….and this time for the right reason.
Yes, I’m scared I’m going to end up alone with sweater wearing dogs and talking to the vegetables at Safeway but really, is that a rational fear right now? I’m 43, a little less fluffy than I was 4 months ago, fun, witty and on a good day resemble Elisabeth Shue…so maybe I can be patient a little longer. And, if I start to get antsy, I just need to watch Glee, with my 10 year old daughter and wait for the insight to hit me upside the head.
Hang in there chick a poo. Although, I think dogs look adorable in sweaters; I will not let you talk to your vegetables unless you are planning to use one inappropriately. Just kidding!! I MISS my BFF terribly too and I promise you I will not let you grow old lonely because then the kids will be grown and you could always change coasts if you want too! xoxo
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