Whelmed. Under and Over.
Just when I feel like every thing is up against me... I find myself hugging trees in a California forest.
And it is there, in a place I swear is designed by Keebler elves, that I realize all of my problems that overwhelm me are actually pretty underwhelming...
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Lately, I've been feeling like there's just so much to do all the time.
Everyone seems to be advancing at speeds that I can't even comprehend.
I've got the girlfriend who is a legit fitness model and a mom! Oh yeah, and a CEO.
I've got the girlfriend who has been jetsetting for 3 months straight.
The girl who just got promoted in her job and is now making a sassy $350k. She's 29.
I have a girlfriend who spends her nights and weekends volunteering for several charities.
Then there's me.
Not a fitness model.
Not jetsetting.
No where near $350k.
Haven't done "in the trenches" volunteering.
And if the 5 people you spend the most time with have any manifestations in my life, I should be a LOT closer to my definition of success than where I am. Right?
So I work harder. And keep going. And keep pushing.
Burn both ends of the candle that I can't even smell thanks to Cystic Fibrosis.
And then by pure chance, another one of my picture-perfect girlfriends offered my boyfriend and I the chance to stay at a place called Housekeeping in Yosemite.
Spur of the moment, we accept and within two weeks, we're walking around a magical place called Mariposa Grove. It's like the Keebler elves and every fairy in history got together and created the place with pixie dust.
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