Because in this post, they tell you what Nora Ephron said two different times. And that’s okay – you know how I feel about NE.
But all that aside, I’m calling “Lady Guilt!” on myself for this one, because I totally indulge in reading these Things Women Should blah blah Should Not blah Never Again etcetera lists on the interwebs more often than I feel like I should. These hearken back to the pubescent musings I had over Glamour magazine tips and Cosmo lists before I’d even kissed a boy and couldn’t imagine what naked intimacy looked or felt like.
But some of them are valid, and a few of them are totally legit. On this one, I especially like the last entry, #23 – Setting deadlines for major life events.
Stop. It. Stop it. Live your own life with your own rules not according to some preconceived shiny-packaged dreamscape set between glossy magazine covers or available now as an app for your mobile device. Truly – no one actually has time for that mess.
And hand to god, Woman, if I ever see you in public or private and hear you apologize for something (see 1. Apologizing all the time) short of having drawn blood unnecessarily, killed something you didn’t eat, or have a too-visible too-small panty line, Imma slap the fire out of you and then call your mama and tell her what I just did. And I won’t regret it even a little bit. (See #9.)
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