I’m sick of all the pressure.
The pressure to micro manage the next part of my life.
I’ve done that.
From college to jobs to better jobs to marriage to babies.
Then cycleagain as I take my kids through those same steps.
I say I’ve earned the right to hit pause.
I say I’m ok with no plans, no goals, no commitments.
I say I like myself as is.
That’s right. Fat, wrinkled and gray.
And don’t forget tired.
I’m done with reading articles on Facebook about how to cram more in a day and get more done.
I’m done with society always pushing the agenda of more, more, more.
I’m done with feeling inadequate because I don’t want to over-achieve in midlife.
How about you? Are you done?