In my mom's generation, they opened Women's Day and saw the perfect house or recipe that would make it all better.
Tonight, I logged onto the website that I think is supposed to do the same.
Maybe its the wine or maybe I am just tired. I could be new. I don't get Pinterest.
With Jersey Shore humming in the background and my husbands' friends playing poker in the basement, I logged into Pinterest to see what all of the fuss was all about.
People looooooove pinteserst. Not just a little. But soooo much. Facebook is all a buzz.
What am I missing? I see outfits I can never put together. Quotes I won't live up to and a house I cannot decorate. Recipes I will never make. Activities I will never do with my children and Valentines Days cards I will never make. I honestly lost my breath because I knew I couldn't and wouln't be the type of woman to do any of this.
Maybe that's OK. Maybe the goal is just a dream. But, I am not in the mood for dreaming and hoping that someday I will organize my clothes like the organization pin I saw on saw on a friend's board.
It is just too passive for me. Maybe it's just the wine. I better go get some more. Maybe then I can breathe.
The Open Road
4 years ago