Keeping up with the jones

Today I sat outside of Starbucks where two mid-twenty friends caught up.  They both are " keeping up with the jones" type, very very slowly learning that it doesn't matter, but not at a place where they have applied that. There relationship was superficial for the most part. Talking about their new, but not ideal cars they got this year, their husbands jobs, and new career opportunities. One girl asked the other how her and her husband were doing. We get the first "real" ness out of these two friends. She is having BIG marriage issues because her husband only cleans up the garage every few months and it is an absolute embarrassment to the wife when ppl come over. And that he doesn't respect her enough to keep that appearance up for their friends. In writing out her answer now. My perspective of the situation changed. For "jones" type ppl, honestly doesn't come out about about their jone behavior. Because its redicilous! But she did. That's real with this type of personality, it's hard to say things that really bug us when they are stupid like that. I know things really bug me. And that bystanders may have the urge to blog about how redicilous I am about the truth of the things that bug me at Starbucks. I hope that one day I will love my husband enough to not care what others think to let it get in the way of our relationship and I hope this girl sees that light as well as she just said the root of her issues outloud to her friend. Wish the two of you the best! So thankful of my life where no one cares about what the jones are up to!

Phone-a-thon advice

If you ever went to college, you learn that as soon as you leave you get a yearly phone call from a student asking for $$$. I had one of those experiences last night. And I was so excited to talk to a freshman. James is who I talked to, he clearly was trying to get done with this call as fast as possible. As he was going through his rehearse talk, I kept interrupting asking about his life. I didn't get much out of him. But no the less I enjoyed the conversation. He called mid-work-out, and as I spent the next 10 minutes sweating, my mine wandered to my freshman days and all the things I learned and wished I knew. I wrote them down and sent them to James. (Having my envelope giving every detail I learned about this kid, asking one of their mail room staff to figure out and deliver it to him)  sending some kid advice is very uncommon not just for me, but for most of the world. Not sure if it will be helpful for him at all. But it was good for me to think back and reflect on this time in my life. ... Oh and below is what I said, you can get the same advice as James if you want 😉