A successful author, a woman whose books had deeply influenced me, agreed to meet for coffee at a conference a few years ago. She startled me by asking, “Are your eyelashes getting thinner as you age?”
I had been afraid she’d make me nervous about my writing. Suddenly I was nervous about whether I was using the right mascara.
Not once in my life had I been actively distressed about my eyelashes. Oh sure, I’d slathered them in various kinds of makeup since I was 14, but otherwise my eyelashes were something about which I had never given a — let’s use the word “fig.” I will use “fig” for the remainder of this post, but you should free to substitute whatever expletive suits you best.
There are many things, including the density of my eyelashes, that are now officially on the list of things about which I no longer give a fig. (Boy, I wish I could use a stronger word, but one thing I still worry about is being able to appear in print, so “fig” it is.)
I'm going to stop worrying about things over which I have no control and ones that don't matter. I figure this will free up six to seven hours of my day.
My list of things to overlook includes the following:
1. Whether the discomfort of any outfit overrides its attractiveness.
If it pinches, if I have to tug at it, if I have to pull it down or lift it up — it's out. If I have to wear a foundation garment underneath it or high heels to make it look done, it's gone.
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2. I'm not going to worry about every request for financial support of someone's grand new idea.
I will continue to support the causes I know are established, effective and necessary. The Ms. Foundation, Planned Parenthood, local hospitals and educational foundations can count on me, sure.
But someone's niece who wants to open a cafe where all the unicorns she's drawn since she was 12 will decorate the walls? If she wants to create a "Go Fund Me," that's terrific — but what she really needs to find herself is a good chef to compensate for the decor.
If somebody's nephew needs to get a new set of headshots to jump-start his acting career, he'll need to get a second job. It'll probably be good for him — especially if he doesn't have a first job.
3. I'm not going to worry about whether or not my arms are sufficiently toned.
If my arms can still lift bags of groceries, boxes of books and bottles of wine, they are doing just great.
4. I'm not going to worry about whether my eyebrows are symmetrical.
My friend and assistant Krissy insists, "Your eyebrows are sisters, not twins."