I’ll put up a nice long post tomorrow about my fabulous trip to Maine, but I couldn’t wait to share this thought I had during my drive.
I was stuck in traffic on the 495 just past Worcester, Mass., and saw that I’d already put over 11,000 miles on my car—just since April 2. At first I was like, yikes, that’s a lot of miles. But then I thought that’s exactly what I bought the car for—to take lots of trips. Then I got to thinking of that corny email going around about how you shouldn’t save your good clothes for special occasions, especially if they bring you joy.
So the moral of the story is, life is too short to save your special stuff. Wear your tiara whenever you want, dammit!