Travel.

Really, is it a vacation if you need to stress about what you'll need to survive on for two weeks, fight traffic to the airport, sit for endless hours on a stuffy plane, and land in a foreign country where you don't know anybody and no one cares about you?
In my opinion, a vacation is a period of time where you DON'T have to leave the house. Why would I live out of my suit case when I don't HAVE to?
And to be honest, if I can see it in a book, its good enough for me. Take your mid twenty something europian backbacking trip advice and shove-it.

Learn to cook.

Why be what you can hire? Seriously. Why on this planet would I learn such a mundane trade? Am I a 25 year old mother of 4? No. So I don't need to save the extra $3.00 it would take to go out and have a wide selection, service, and a crew to clean up after me. Not to mention free refills on soda. As far as I'm concerned, if it takes longer than 2 minutes to heat up in a microwave, I'd rather pay to have someone else save me the heart-ache.

Make new friends.

::YAWN::

Keep in touch.

Seriously, if you have to tell me to stay in touch with someone, then its someone I don't care enough to stay in touch with them. Don't tell me I'll miss them when they are gone. I won't. And I know I won't, because for all intents & purposes, they are gone, and I really don't miss them.

Make my bed.

Why? Why do we make our beds? Is it really better at the end of the day to fall into a pile of sheets and blankets that don't have wrinkles in them? Do I sleep better knowing that through out the day, the arrangement of what I am sleeping on looked tidy? Is it really worth it to spend 30 seconds arranging sheets so that they look pristine while you are at fucking work anyway? I say no. Fuck making my bed.

Keep old love letters.

I have a hard time understanding why a piece of paper that means nothing to me now will be impactful in my adult life. Who turns 50 and goes, "MAN, I could really go for some old love letters right now!!!" And don't tell me that they are fun to read, either. The irritation of having to shlep that kind of shit around with you for 25 years does not outweigh the 30 seconds of novelty you get to experience every score.

Keeping in touch with family.

You may not be able to choose your family, but you sure as hell can choose which family members are worth a damn. Why bother whith those who aren't?

Whatever, I'm in a bad mood today. Fuck all the things I learned in Kidnegarden.

-jessie