My always-holding-hands parents were divorcing after 42 years. I lost a dear friend to cancer. I was single and turning 40. My younger sister got married. I was promoted to VP at a corporate job doing PR, but I didn’t want to be corporate or do PR anymore. I changed a few things:
- Quit my job.
- Followed my dreams — took acting and writing classes.
- Met a younger boyfriend.
- Wore jeans and walked everywhere.
Gave myself enough time to stand on line at the first Shake Shack in Madison Square Park. (Thanks Danny Meyer for creating it!)
Breathed fresh air, stopped rushing.
- Did yoga.
- Tried bold nail polish colors.
- Stayed up late.
- Slept late.
- Wrote a novel called “My Summer of Being 28 Again” and put it in a drawer.
- Walked around the city and Central Park crying over my breakup.
- Made time to see a shrink during the day.
- Traveled, went out every night, bought clothes and racked up credit card debt.
I finally began to live with no regrets. But I still needed a job to support myself and pay rent, so when a job came calling in the form of a trade organization that combined my past experiences of entertainment and travel, I took it.
RESET #2 (currently in progress)
After knee surgery, dating a series of Mr. Wrongs, holding another 24/7 high stress PR job without feeling creative, turning 50 (OMG how did that happen?), and my mother asking me — her still single daughter — to be a bridesmaid at her second wedding — it was time to make a change. So I’ve began to change a few things, again:
- Quit my job.
- I’ve regained freedom on social media.
- Am now flattered when friends’ kids Insta me, text me, etc.
- Break my rule of no day-drinking.
- Surprise myself for being annoyed when new next door neighbor parties loudly all night.
- Have time for dating apps though I still prefer to let fate happen.
- Have time to go to doctors for check-ups, but to find out body is falling apart, so stop going.
- Become active — mother and stepfather are more active than me physically, socially, professionally.
- Replace drunk texting with drunk internet shopping in the middle of the night. Credit card debt is still in my life.
- Write a book “Kissing Mr. Wrong” — much better than the first book — attempt to find a literary agent.
- Look for writing jobs!
More to come…