Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The things you have control over

This past week has been a little nutty and I won't lie, there have been some near breakdowns and freak outs. Things at school (mainly with tuition) have gotten severely complicated, not to mention my health insurance runs out in 10 days. Put this on top of my other bills like car, car insurance, cell phone, co-pays etc, I am stretched outrageously thin.

On Monday I was driving to school and was suppressing the urge to cry when a thought came to me... that I should stop stressing about all of the things that I can't control at the moment and instead focus on the small things I actually CAN control about my life. I find that when these big stressers rear their ugly heads, I tend to shut down and let the little, yet important, tasks slip through my fingers. The main problem with that anti-coping mechanism is that eventually all those little things like readings for class, or laundry, eventually pile up into another huge mound of shit to be accomplished. Even if I am only accomplishing a small task I still gain some kind of relief from it, even if none of the other huge problems have been solved. It also obviously helps me avoid only making the problem worse, so my new mantra is "worry about the things you have control over." I have already said it to myself countless times over the last few days and even though I still have no clue what will come of those huge problems hanging over my head, at least I've done something positive for myself and for my life.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Gimpy Girl Problems

*Warning: The following post could be considered by some to be a little TMI. Be Brave :)

This past week I helped a friend of mine move from PA to Florida and we had a wonderfully adventurous time despite the long hours in the car and the lack of quality coffee. However, along the way I discovered a problem that I often have in not so public, public places... AKA a public women's bathroom. With a over 20 hour road trip, god knows we spent plenty of time in the communal pottys of several states and it has prompted me to write an open letter to the women of the world (one that, for me, has been a long time coming!).

Dear Women of the World,
I understand your desire and instinct to "squat it out" when using a public restroom. It is indeed quite gross to think about what others might have done in there before you. However, if you choose to refuse contact with with seat and are comfortable enough with your balance to squat it out, please wipe whatever you leave behind off the the seat before you leave. Some of us are forced to put down toilet paper for protection and sit where you were so kind of leave your golden shower. I know when in a place as gross as a public potty it's hard to keep other people in mind because it feels like survival of the fittest, but I promise that with some soap and maybe even purell, you too will be as good as new, even if you had to touch the seat.
Love,
Bridget, and I'm assuming gimpy girls everywhere.