How’s your week? I’m trying to stay off social media again, aside from blog stuff. I feel like that’s going to be a pattern for the next little while…
I love the Real Housewives series. I’m against pretty much everything it stands for, but, dammit if it’s not my guilty pleasure. I’m not caught up on all of the episodes right now, but a few weeks ago, the underwear-less Erika Jayne from Beverly Hills said something that stuck with me: there is no expiration date on success.
We’re all obsessed with age – how we can avoid it, makeup products to make us look younger, sleeping on silk pillowcases (guilty), coloring our hair, lying about it, obsessing about it. The world perpetuates this lie that you should graduate college, find your career, get married, have children, and buy a home, all before you’re in your 30s. We’re in a hurry. We limit and date ourselves. But life doesn’t work that way – success and partners and happiness don’t always happen by 25.
I get caught up in”I’m 31 and if I’m not doing what I want now I’ll never be able to do it” bullshit. I’m too old to change careers. I’m too old to start over. Why is everyone 20? Why am I 100? Will I ever get it?
But Erika Jayne’s comment is a lesson we should all remember. She’s having a moment. And she’s in her mid-40s. Didn’t happen in her 20s. Didn’t happen in her 30s. But she didn’t give up. And neither should you. Life doesn’t always happen when we want it to, and, if you’re anything like me, you lack the patience to accept that fact. She is a good example to keep following your dreams. Keep hustling. Go back to school. Start a new career. Open a business. Change your direction. Success doesn’t always happen at 25. Or 35. Or 45. Or 55. And that’s okay. Keep fighting.
Whether success finds you at 18 or 88, I hope you celebrate – preferably with a tall glass of champagne. Or cake.
And yes, I just wrote a post about how a Real Housewife taught me a valuable lesson. There’s a first time for everything.