I was listening to Pandora on a long walk yesterday and a Rascal Flatts song came on called ‘Things That Matter, Things That Don’t.’ Despite its in-depth cheesiness and the fact I was getting my period that day, it rang so true in my mind. Let’s reflect.
Things that matter: Waffles, eating waffles with your boyfriend on a Monday morning, making time for family, your dog’s “I’m going to rape your face” face, celebrating birthdays with cake before 10am, the small details, a kiss on the forehead, the Starbucks barista asking you how you are, your Grandma’s cooking, hand-written letters…the list dances on.
Things that don’t: Forgetting to send that “meeting summary” email to your boss, getting the BIRD while merging into traffic, the fact you cried in the frozen food section of Cub after a long day, ending up with only $30 in your bank account, your boyfriend snoring, 0.8% interest on a private loan, a typo in an email, juice cleanses, whatever the hell Beyoncé is doing better than you…the list plods on.
From one twenty-something to another, let’s work on the things that matter.
Rule #155: Listen to Spice Girls, now.
It will honestly make your day kick some serious British, platform shoes, Sporty Spice A$$.
Rule #156: Be with someone who enjoys surprising you. And loves you enough to pick you up at the airport.
I am with someone who enjoys giving me hints and taking time to surprise me on my birthday. It’s the sweetest most endearing thing about him. You deserve to have an element of careful and kind surprise in your life. At current, he’s building me something and I “will never guess what it is…” Um, I’m so happy you’re mine, you woodworking maverick.
Rule #157: Never underestimate the power of a maxi dress and an outdoor summer concert.
And point your head towards the sky, press the grass to a cushy bed beneath your feet and dance it out.
Rule #158: Embrace your inner hairy-man-bro.
This picture will tell you enough.
Rule #159: Fast food probably builds your immune system.
So don’t feel like you ate an elephant if you want to grab some Chick fil’ A or a Wendy’s pretzel bun burger, aight? Live a little and deuces to the Atkins Diet and death be to all juice cleanses. You only live once. Better live it with a Big Mac every once in a while.
Rule #160: Stop over analyzing that text.
Because face-to-face communication still matters most and trying to figure out feelings via “LOL” is scientifically and authentically impossible. Good bye.
Rule #161: Go back and make all of those “IS THIS LIFE: COLLEGE 2.0” Facebook albums private.
You are your own personal PR team. You’re welcome.