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meaning of life

By Tara Zandra | July 11, 2014

This morning I was dealing with an annoying issue and found myself thinking how I’m tired of things being annoying. Then it hit me how often I’m thinking that and I realize, apparently that’s what life is. Life isn’t the smooth ride I want it to be. Instead it’s a serious of bumps interrupting my smooth ride and it’s up to me and all adults to pull on the big girl panties and deal.

Well that’s just great.

I want to make plans for a day and not have them go awry the moment a child wakes up in a grumpy mood.

I want appliances and gadgets and cars to never break so I only have to buy new because I want to.

I want services which I pay for, to not impose ridiculous rules.

I want commitments to be spaced out so they seem like fun instead of obligations.

I don’t want to be sick, or have anyone in my family sick.

And man oh man do I want all the miles of construction surrounding my house to cease to exist.

So if the rest of the world could comply, that would be swell, because I’m too tired to search for the big girl panties.


Goofball photo of my two favorite Ds. They both always bring a smile to my face.


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One Response to “meaning of life”

  1. Vanessa Says:
    July 11th, 2014 at 2:48 pm

    Yeah, I feel you there. Sometimes it seems like my life is a series of things I have to get through - I’m always thinking “If I can just get through [this project, that commitment, those repairs] then everything will settle down.” Except of course by the time I’ve done whatever it is, something else has come up that I need to deal with, and on and on and on. I know I should learn to regard these things as part of life and not impediments to it, but heck if I know how.