So the Devil’s Blisters have not killed me! Yet. I’m still on the fence about whether I will be dead soon. Check back for updates.
But while we are on the subject, here is why I love my friends: when I posted about my Devil’s Blisters, instead of being like “Liz. It’s blisters. Calm down.” They were all “Clearly your foot is haunted. You will need an old priest and a young priest. And the pope, just for good measure. Make sure your foot doesn’t start speaking in tongues.” And that is why I have pretty much the best friends ever.
I’m writing this from the airport (Boo! Vacation ending!) but I think I am taking some Grown Up Life Lessons away from this trip and I wanted to share them.
Liz’s Grown Up Life Leasons
1) Never drop your iPhone. Especially onto concrete outside of Rockin’ Rollercoaster. It does not make for a fun ride.
2) When going to Disney World, pack your own toilet paper.
3) Cinderella’s Royal Table is still TOTALLY AWESOME for adults. You don’t need a kid to do that ish.
4) Some days you will be the crazy lady on the bus. That is just an unavoidable part of life.
5) DO NOT DROP YOUR IPHONE. I really cannot stress this enough.
6) This is probably the most important lesson, and that is that part of being a grown up is having friends you can’t be around all the time.
This is one that I’ve been having a really tough time with since basically forever and I’m still probably going to struggle with it, but hopefully I am on my way to accepting this fact.
On this trip I got to see two of my favorite people in the world, and it was great, but very brief. These particular people didn’t come into my life until I was almost done with my Disney internship and I really haven’t gotten to spend a ton of time with them, but from the very beginning we hit it off super great and it was pretty much instantaneous friend love.
I got to meet up with them at EPCOT for a couple of hours, and it was magical, but the time went by way too fast and all of a sudden they had to leave and it was very sad. Actually when my friend found out it was almost time to go she shouted “NO!!” But then she said that she had promised herself to enjoy our visit and not get upset about leaving. That’s when I thought “Wow. My friends are grown ups.”
I am the literal worst at good byes because I get so sad about them so prematurely that I’m not even able to fully enjoy the visit.
So many of my favorite people are spread across the country and I want to live in a dream world where we are all neighbors and get to hang out with everyone all the time an it’s just puppies and rainbows and Mickey Mouse and unicorns all the time! But I’m beginning to suspect that part of growing up is learning how to nurture those friendships from a distance and accepting that all my loved ones will never simultaneously live within a 4 mile radius of me.
This makes me very sad. But in a way it’s also kind of freeing, because if I can accept this as fact then I won’t have to be so sad at goodbyes because I will be more able to accept that our friendship, even though it is over a long distance, can still be totally awesome and fulfilling and when we do see each other again it will be great!
This week I am really going to put his theory to the test. My bestie is coming into town and I have been totally spoiled in the past 3 months because I have been seeing her basically once a month. I’ve been out to Denver twice and now she is coming to Chicago tomorrow!!!
She has never been and I am SO EXCITED for her visit, but after that I won’t be out to Denver until October, so it’s sad to think that all this uber visiting is kind of ending.
But here and now I am challenging myself to enjoy her visit and not be sad when it ends. Because we he been so lucky to see each other so much recently and that shouldn’t be a sad thing. It should just be the happies. Plus I know when I’m seeing her next, so that should make me happy too.
I have a feeling this is going to be easier said than done though. Being a grown up is hard.
7) For the love of Mary, Paul and Peter don’t drop your iPhone. Or you too will end up typing a super long blog post on a shattered iPhone screen while on a plane with a screaming child and an ear ache. These are proven consequences of dropping your iPhone people.
8) It doesn’t matter if you are going to Florida in July. Always. Pack. Cold medicine.
9) Never ride in the back of a plane with a cold. Your ears will not pop no matter how much gum you chew or how much you blow your nose or how many times you hold your nose and try to blow it until you lose feeling in your lips. This will make you want to die. You will literally consider throwing yourself out of the plane to end the pain in your ears.***
10) There is nothing like 45 minutes of pseudo no-ear-popping deafness in which the only thing you can hear is yourself frantically chewing gum in the hopes that your ears would PLEASE JUST POP ALREADY to make you never want to her yourself chewing again. This should really be the next diet trend. Block out all noises except for chewing and amplify that into the dieter’s ears and they will stop eating altogether. Cuz chewing sounds gross. Seriously.
And just for good measure:
11) Never drop you iPhone.
I bet you guys forgot this was a list right around #6. I totally did. Sorry bout that.
What Grown Up Life Lessons are you learning Internet?
*** I don’t really know of the inability to pop my ears had anything to do with being in the back of the plain but the girl across the aisle from me said it did. And I believed her because when you are in that kind of pain you will basically believe anything. She could have told me the mystical narwhals were punishing me for wearing blue shoes and I would have been like “I AM THROWING THESE SHOES OUT ROGHT NOW.” That’s how much my ears hurt.