I am in love with my husband, and he me. We have a happy, healthy, and cute-as-hell 2 year old son. In addition to supportive and loving families, we have generous parents helping us with a down payment on a house. And friends. Good ones. Lots of them. I have my dream job. My husband is getting closer to his (and it happens to be a couple of doors down from mine). We live in one of the most desirable small cities in the country. All this is to say that it’s high time I started paying more attention to all that I have, not all that I want but currently am without. I know this is serious cheese. But I just have to let it be known that I, the ultimate Debbie Downer , have decided to throw up my hands, let the stress go, and trust that, as my students say, “it’s all good.” We’re 0-for-2 and we may actually go 0-for-6, but who really cares. I am tired of stressing out about four walls, interest rates, and competitive bidding. I guess you could say I have a case of the “fuck its” (Dana Carvey, 2008).

Funny how while we may not have control over what happens to us, we have total control over how we interpret it. Damn. I sound so much like my mother. And this is a good thing.