Who Cares

Happy Monday, friends! Most of the time Mondays are something we all dread, but I am in a chipper mood simply for the fact that I am spending the entire day (11 hours!) with these guys:

Sure, it has only been a week since I've seen them, but boy did I miss them!

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A few weeks ago, Julie posted a link on Twitter stating 32 Things We Should Stop Caring About and after reading the list, I couldn't agree with it more. Below are a couple of the things that I am going to be working on to stop caring about, and my thoughts in bold. In the end, all that matters is the family and friends we hold dear and nothing else! (You can View the entire list here.)

What the people you don't like post on their Facebook status (why are you even still friends with them?)  There are a few "grown" women on my Facebook that I don't even talk to, or know through somebody else and they post the most annoying and immature things that get on my nerves, but I can never remember to just delete them!

The opinions of people who a) will never like you and b) have absolutely no bearing on your life. This is why we have our own friends and family. Not everyone is going to like ya.

Whether or not you look as good as some random, well-dressed stranger on the subway. God made us all different for a reason.

Whether people you know are getting married, having children, or making big life changes when it either hasn't happened to you yet or you don't want it to happen at all. This is probably my biggest worry. Everyone around me is getting married/buying houses/having babies and I'm not. Commence complex.

Hitting your life milestones at the "right" moments. This goes with the above. I need to remember that I am only 23 and my time will come, too.

The fact that friends are going to make harmless decisions that we wouldn't necessarily make for ourselves. (They are there for your love and companionship, not another parent.) I am an extremely matronly person and just want the best for everyone. Well, the best for me isn't what's best for all of us.

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And these two are a few I don't really care about but thought were just too funny to not share:

When someone looks at the food you're eating and comments on how it isn't good for you. (That is why I ordered chili fries, bitch pass me the ranch dressing). Mmm... chili fries!

Trying to convince your friends/acquaintances to start watching Breaking Bad. If they're not going to do it, it's their loss, dude. This series has been recommended to me numerous times. Maybe I should really start watching it?

Do any of the items in the list make you worry??

Milo, Finn & My Achey Breaky Heart

My heart is absolutely about to burst into a million pieces.

With the start of a new job quickly approaching, I can't keep my mind from thinking about not seeing my boys every day. For the past almost three years I have had the pleasure of seeing their sweet faces. Sure, there are times when I absolutely want to rip out my [enter f-bomb] hair, and times that I have actually been brought to tears of frustration while they run wild around the house, but I cannot imagine my life with out them.

The other evening as I was putting them to bed, Finny grabbed my neck, hugged me, looked me dead in the eyes, and said "I love you Sam-Sam". My heart melted into a puddle of sticky goo and I balled my eyes out while squeezing and kissing the crap out of this once-tiny human. I never wanted to let him go.

There are days I thought would never end, moments I thought I just might lose it. Questions and doubts as to what the proper way to raise these boys was. I've poured my heart out to Raymond about how fantastic [and sometimes awful] they can be. I cannot begin to count the times I have texted Raymond the words "kill.me.now." due to some of meltdowns I have put up with. But the moment I lay my head down to sleep at night, a warm feeling comes over my body, thoughts of them fill my head, and my heart feels like it just might implode with love.

I have been so blessed to be able to create a bond with my cousins that I never would have been able to do without helping raise them on a daily basis. I pray that they have learned, grown, prospered, and will always hold me dear in their hearts. Obviously, they will never fade from mine.