Disclaimer: I don’t hate celebrities.
So, I used to have this dirty little habit. It was caring about what celebrities were doing and why they were healthier, skinner, wealthier than I. Why, when I was living a regular life of school drop offs, cleaning, and trying to keep up with the kids, could other people be off on an island for a “weekend getaway” or just because they could. I ended up with a free subscription to a celebrity magazine, which I usually only read in the tub or when I had free time (ha!). The pile on top of the fridge grew and grew. It was seriously a foot tall. I know. One day, I got into purging mode and noticed the magazines. I hefted them down to the counter. I looked at the covers and thought, “Hmm, why is Taylor Swift single?” “What is Angelina’s take on that topic?”, etc. Then I woke up. I thought who cares. Because honestly, who does care? If all of the celebrities in the world were to ship themselves off to a happier and greener planet, we would still be here. We would still be raising our children and taking care of our families and having late night girls night or writing binges. Our lives wouldn’t alter. So, why did I care to know what they thought or spend my time reading about it?
So, I threw them all in the garbage. If I hadn’t read the April issue and it was now December, did I even care? I think not. And that thought made me happy. And happy is not something I usually felt after learning about so and so’s recent break up or dream house. In fact, I felt downright annoyed and sad because we have a society who glamorizes wealth and people, who sometimes, should not be glamorized. Why not spend my tub time or “free time” reading that novel I’ve had sitting on my shelf for months or years or writing or playing. Just living my regular life!
And you know what, you can keep the celebrity magazines and lifestyle, if you so wish. I won’t judge you. But, for me, I am going to “keep up with the Bells” and know that that is good enough for me now and forever.