Okay ya’ll! Grab your blenders… because I’ve lemons!
You know the saying, “When life hands you lemons… Add a spritzer!”
Okay, so no, that’s NOT how it goes… but if you stumble upon some champagne, let’s have a party! *wink
So, I was trying to figure out how to write this post. Starting over suddenly, without warning because you HAD no other options totally stinks. But, I have mulled over the details just way too much. And as much as I want to “spill the beans” on my traumatic event which got me here, I’m not even really over it enough to do so.
Ergo, in pure “Rita” fashion… I decided, to keep it light and funny. As you all know… it’s what I always do! Suppress that ish! And work through the hard shit!
Man up!
Head up!
Chin up!
Shoulders back!
Smile!
Because sometimes, life hands you lemons. So… you are forced to figure out how to create a fresh start in life. Again. You don’t see it coming. Or maybe you did. It’s like you’re watching a nightmare unfold before your eyes. And this time, it’s not Halloween. And you’re not watching a horror film. You’re living it. Or you suddenly you just needed a change. The world has gotten so freaking weird and now Florida sounds like a wonderful place to just touch ground.
So you got the lemons crapped all over you. No biggie. Make the damn lemonade!
Just kidding. I don’t know why I chose to curse!
But, not really. C’est la vie!
I had finally found peace and solace in the mountains. Finding joy in the mundane was my motto for that chapter of my life and it was fabulous.
I wish I could’ve kept that life forever. Enjoy the rest of my days following a simple; but amazing plan in retirement with the love of my life. But… as luck would have it, I got freakin’ screwed. Sure, I dodged some lemons for a while. But eventually, the whole tree just dumped on me. Alas, mon ami…. no boohooing. At least, not yet!
But it’s time to highlight why picking myself up off the floor – after imprinting myself on it for a while – is good news for you! *It doesn’t sound exactly like good news.
Right. Well, stick with me.
So…Why, is it good news, you ask?
Because… eventually, I was able to at least get up off the floor. You know, after the numbness subsided, and the bedsores healed. Just kidding about the bedsores. But, not the numbness. Granted, tears were just NOT stopping but hey… you take what you can get in this game called Life CAN Suck.
So, how do you push forward?
*Oh no.
Yup!
*No…
YUPPERS!
*Not the lists.
Yes! Yes! YES! I’ve got LISTS! Wahoo!!
If you prefer the more watching me work the list; as opposed to reading it check out this week’s video below.
Just a simple note: I DO NOT have it all figured out. But, I believe we never have it ALL FIGURED OUT. (I think I wrote a song with the same title – Ha! – add it to your playlists!)
– that which I swear by –
In the essense of humor, I do believe grabbing a blender when you have lemons is the best analogy to make smiles & hopefully inspire those who are also having entire life adjustments. Regardless, of your current situation, however dire or bleak, give these 4 Hot Tips a try. You never know what could happen!
You might invent a new margaRITA! *wink
See what I did there…
Yes, we all saw it. *slaps forehead
Actually… I think he’s finding this whole – throw every linen off the bed – thing, 
I’m just kidding. I took her to a great little sushi spot out in the Inland Empire that had killer, trendy cut rolls. And I’m not kidding, “Killer” was actually in the name of some of these rolls! Anyway, The great thing about mom’s is that they truly don’t care what you take the time to do with them; just as long as you take the time to do 
dismayed when the burger joint of ALL burger joints was not happening; but, he was still