My brain is all over the place.
I read an article in EW recently — a top 50 of things that made people (mostly staff members) happy. The list varied greatly, but it made me happy just reading what made other people smile. I thought — what a cool exercise and blog post.
And then at the end of last week my head pretty much exploded with anger because of circumstances at work. And I sort of blogged about it on Friday, but after forty-eight more hours of thinking and lost sleep, I felt I had other things to say.
Last but not least, I feel as though my face care journey deserves a follow-up. My last post was sort of ambiguous about how I really felt. And while I know my thoughts about it all after over sixty days, I figured it might be fair to share it with anyone who actually cares and doesn’t know.
I have a very deep — and inexplicable — love for any Fast & Furious movie with Paul Walker. The seventh installment was weird — sort of surreal — but the tribute at the end was worth it. My favorite movie of the bunch is “Fast Five” which is the beginning of what my husband and I refer to as the “Ocean’s 11” theme. And at the very end of the movie, after Vin Diesel and Paul Walker drive off, leaving Dwayne Johnson to check out the battered safe — a piece of music begins. It’s called “Danza Kuduro”. I didn’t know that for a long time. But I love that song, and no matter what, a huge smile takes over my face when I hear it. That was the first thing I thought about when reading the EW article about happiness.
Something else I love — the softness of my face when I’m done using the cleansing scrub from R+F. There is something so satisfying about nice, clean skin. I will confess that I have become a fan. I like their products. Not only because they seem to work really well, but they don’t irritate my skin. And that’s a huge plus. Additionally, my skin is much less dry — in fact, not really dry at all. Partially, I’m sure, because I am not washing my face with a foaming face wash anymore, but also because their moisturizers are just amazing.
And finally, in anticipation of a girl’s night out this upcoming Friday, and the hideous-ness of work this past Friday, what I found in my brain flurry and frustration, was a calm constant. I feel beyond blessed that I do not need to look to external triggers to justify who I am. Every part of my life is because I made purposeful choices. And sometimes those choices make things difficult, but I made them because I wanted to live an authentic life. I wanted to sleep at night, and be content in who I am. Friday angered me, on a very base level. But — and this is much harder to remember than to know — most people’s actions are about themselves, and not about the object of their words/actions at all. I was internalizing something that didn’t need to be given the attention and power that I gave it. I know who I am, I know my values. I know who my friends are, and I know I can trust those people. I feel confident and comfortable in that knowledge. The strength of the choices I’ve made, and the life I choose to live. I’ve earned what I have, because I do good, smart work.
And actions always speak louder than words.