In my youth and young adulthood I had lots of passions and things I cared about. A marriage and 3/kids later some of those things fell by the wayside. Most of them are not important. Some I’ve just chosen to.pick my battles with. With maturity comes a new priority system.
Lipstick. I loved loved lipstick. I remember having a box full in my vanity and always having at least 3 in my purse so I could always have just right shade for any situation. Today I have an assortment of lip balms. Most are NOT even tinted. Bright vibrant lips aren’t as important to me as they used to me.
The direction of the Toilet Paper Roll. I was a die hard OVER girl. If I went into a bathroom, any bathroom and the roll was facing under I would change it. Yup. I was that friend, neighbor or family member that would change it. I’m just happy that there’s toilet paper on the roll when I get in there that means my kids have done something right by not leaving me with nothing when I need it the most.
Real pants. Leggings and yoga pants provide coverage and warmth needed to be outdoors. And my butt still looks good in them so BONUS.
Television series. In the day and age of Tivo, On Demand and Netflix I no longer have to stay up late (10pm) to catch my favorite show. I remember living my life around Sex in the City in Sunday nights. It was late enough that I could be done with errands and activities but still early enough to watch while getting ready for night out with my own girls. Today I don’t watch anything live. I live and breathe by my Netflix account. I binge watch a month’s worth of shows in a weekend that I couldn’t get to earlier.
Perfectly Folded and Put Away Laundry is a luxury these days. I’m happy with clean laundry and that’s enough for me. Trying to find a few spare moments to put things away is something I chose to pass on because there are better things I can do with that time, like eat a hot meal or do a puzzle with the kids.
Opinions. Back in the day I wanted approval from friends, family, boyfriends, strangers eyeing me on the street. These days I don’t care what other’s think of me or the way I’m living my life. I do what I think is best for me and family and that’s all that matters.
This just goes to show that with age comes maturity come new prioritization. Nothing in life is constant. We evolve, we grow and we realize what really matters in life.
