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New City....Fitted Sheets and New Attitudes

  • Writer: Kymira Callaway
    Kymira Callaway
  • Jul 3, 2020
  • 4 min read

Sorry, I left you without a dope rhyme to step too.....Man, I am finally writing this blog. Let me start off by saying sometimes things don't go as planned and you need to make a change. So I won't bore you with the details. I will just hit you with the highlights. I currently live in Kansas City, MO. I just turned 50 and I work at a great nonprofit. Bae and I are not together but we are really good friends. When I tell you I have like eight blogs written out that I never published. It just wasn't the time for me to do that. I mean I learned some things about the struggle. Let me pause and speak to a sister who might be in the midst of a struggle. This is only temporary and when you get on the other side of it our creator will give you double for your trouble. I struggled for a long time way longer than I wanted to or anticipated. In hindsight, I learned to trust myself and my instincts. I had to stay where I was until I could move to the next spot. Listen, don't be afraid to pick up and start over. I moved twice in three years.


Let me break this down for the people in the cheap seats. I was living in Washington, DC the nonprofit capital of the world and I could not get a job. I mean it was defeating and it was hard. I moved to Jackson, MS and I reset. I spent time with my family. I helped my mom transition to natural hair. I saw my baby brother marry the love of his life. Life was sweet and simple. Sometimes you need a place to just be and collect yourself. I was there and my life was good. But, my decision to move to KC was met by a lot of whys and whats. Everything about me coming to KC seemed insane. Sometimes God will tell you to do something that seems premature but, it's like an anchor for you to hold on to when your emotions take hold and tell you to fear. You can go back to what God said before you fell in love, without a job, and especially when the shit hit the fan. I can't tell you when I packed up all of my stuff to move to KC that I had a solid plan. I had a fire within me. I was determined to hustle and grind until I got what I wanted. Sis, I used my network to land the job I wanted. I am growing my network with some pretty dope sisters.


There is nothing like clean sheets on your bed. I like to change my sheets and then shower and crawl into those fresh clean sheets there's nothing like it. Well I live in a studio apartment and it is small so I feel like I clean up nonstop. So I watched another damn YouTube video about how to fold a fitted shit. Listen that shit is really hard. I wonder if there is a gene that I am missing which keeps me balling up my damn fitted sheets into something similar to the other sheet and putting them away. It's really a damn shame I am 50 and I can't fold a damn fitted sheet. I keep saying I am going to learn but honestly I don't give a shit. I mean are the damn sheet police gonna give me a ticket for having balled up fitted sheets. Shit! they are clean and I feel like that is all that really matters. Also, I bought brand new towels and sheets so all my sheets and towels would be pretty. My momma always had good towels. I have decided all of my towels will be good towels and I will eat the breast of the chicken. LOL! I am just saying I have made a conscious decision to be happy in my life. Sometimes you can look at someone who has more than you and envy their life. But, you don't know what they have given up to have that type of life. As I get older I am learning to live life without regrets.


Who knew we would have a pandemic and it would bring the entire nation to a standstill. I started back working and it has been hard. I mean it is hard to try to do something you normally due when everything has changed. Last weekend I witnessed my only daughter marry the love of her life. We were surrounded by family and it was small but sweet. I was so proud of my baby girl. She has defied all the odds of being born to a single mom who was 23 when she was born. I didn't cry during the ceremony because I knew I had done a damn good job. Here I am sleeping in the second home my child has been blessed to purchase on her own. I have a wonderful new son who worships the ground my baby walks on. I am ready to get back to blogging so let this be the beginning of my new start. The outside is opening back up but, people are being so crazy. I am still wearing my mask, washing my hands, practicing social distancing, and drinking alkaline water. Life goes on and I am living the damn best life ever and I do mean ever. I have never been this damn happy in my life. I am going to focus more on eating better, getting back to regular exercise, and practicing self-care. If you get a chance to go outside and just let the sunshine hit your face. Take a few extra moments to yourself. Then write your plan and kick ass every single day. Don't let nobody out hustle you!!! You are the best version of yourself right now today.

 
 
 

1 commentaire


adivadeal
05 juil. 2020

I'll give you a sheet folding lesson the next time we're together. You must have missed that family gene...till then, keep balling up those sheets and BE HAPPY!!!

J'aime

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