Since When Did We All Become So Serious?

Seriously, when did we, as a nation, become so serious? You have to walk on egg-shells around anyone and everyone in fear of offending someone in the slightest. I understand it's no fun when your feelings get hurt, trust me, I've been there, but it has made us into such thin-skinned whiney brats that feel like the world is out to hurt us and only us.

I came to this realization this morning as I was getting Oliver dressed for school. It's Dr. Seuss week and each day they have a theme and today was "Crazy Day". They could wear crazy clothes, have crazy hair, etc. Oliver thought it would be funny to wear one of Brynn's tutu skirts. He paired it with a basketball shirt and his usual sweatpants that made me instantly think of Jim Carey from Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. His hair was in a spiked mohawk and he definitely did look crazy!

Yet the fun of it all left me when I realized, I actually have to worried about him choosing to wear a skirt. How ridiculously frustrating! Here we are, thinking he's just being silly and we actually have to think that we might offend someone who is "confused" about whether or not they are a boy or a girl. It really irritates me that kids can't be silly without individuals turning it into such a serious, illogical, disturbance.

I think of high school pep rally's that I've seen or been a part of were girls are dressed as the guys or vice-versa. My husband in high school dressed as an old lady with a friend for homecoming. But here we are. In an age where everyone gets so sensitive that I actually have to think of my son's safety and reputation because he was just trying to make other kids laugh at the thought that he would wear his sister's skirt.

I'm actually surprised I didn't get a phone call saying I needed to bring him home to change because he was hurting another child's feelings. I honestly think that's the difference of small towns vs big cities. We can still be silly!

When Will It Be Easy?

I realize this is a stupid question because life is never easy. It should be more like, "When will we catch a break?" or "When will I finally feel content?". If I'm human in an American society, I will never feel content! It will always be "more, more, more" or "I want what she's having". I get so annoyed with myself.

Yet again, we find ourselves at the possiblity of change and with change comes instability for awhile where I'm continually looking at the future but can hardly stand to be in the present. I get anxious with too many "what-if's" and feel like everything I've been so close to grasping just gets pushed further and further away.

We are at the point in our lives where we will have quite a bit of debt paid off and then my husband decides he's going to apply for a job. A job that is in a different town. Far away. No chance for commuting. At a time where I finally see us being able to get projects started and savings building to the depressing thoughts of moving and selling a house and buying a house and change, change, change. I don't like change.

I find it funny that when I was a kid, I wanted to move from my hometown so badly! I hated Junior High and High School and I thought it would be so amazing to move to a completely different town and start fresh! Now, I dread the thought of ever moving again.

I keep telling myself that there's no use worrying about it now when so far all he's gotten is an interview. I need to quit worrying about the unknown and focus on the now. What can we do now?

Dear God, I give my worries to you. Amen