Epiphany.

This week, I am in Southern Missouri on a business trip. My days have been generally the following: at the client by 7:30, quick 30 minute lunch, dinner around 7 and back at the hotel by 8 to work again for another hour or so and then to bed. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

I called my sister, Kimm, in an attempt to lift my spirits a bit. During this conversation, Keller sang me a song (that made me cry, I'm so sentimental when it comes to him growing up) and Beckett cried to me on the phone and immediately stopped when he heard me say "hey Beck-a-boo!" (someone loves his Momo) Instantly I envied her life. I wanted to be at home, making dinner with two amazing, beautiful boys. I kept my envious opinion to myself and proceeded to tell her that I had just ordered room service from Houlihan's...shrooms, a salad and a glass of chardonney. She told me she wished she had a night in a five star hotel room to drink wine, watch tv and have some alone time. (I reminded her I was drafting financial statements and she wasn't so keen on the idea but that's indifferent)

It hit me: everyone wants what they dont have. I wanted to be in a big loud house and she wanted some quality alone time in a small, swanky hotel.


If we have straight hair, we want curly hair.
If we have curly hair, we want straight hair.
A cups want D cups and D cups want A cups.
Short girls want to be tall and tall girls feel akward.

Why can't we just be content with what we have? I know I never am. Can I blame it on constant self improvement? Probably not.

Just a thought to put in your pipe.

Cheers to loving the imperfect you,
L