One night in the late eighties, an adorable baby was born.
Flash forward 30 years, and she felt like she’d wasted her life being lazy and waiting to feel “grown-up”.
The world I live in sometimes feels like all flash and pretty filters, and there’s tons of pressure to be somebody important and “influential”…and yet I’m sitting here struggling to just feel like a competent adult.
So now that you’re here, read my List of goals, follow the story of a grownup (wife, mom, teacher, anxious person) trying to improve herself in real, tangible ways, and sometimes failing but always trying. And feel free to feel better about yourself compared to me…I get it.
God bless and I wish I could send you home with some snacks but, you know…it’s the Internet.
—Lindsay
the heartfelt awkward 