Learned not to sweat the small stuff

Christina Calloway

Christina Calloway

By Christina Calloway

Senior writer

OK, I’m looking up to the sky wondering who decided to double test me this week?

I think financially I’m pretty responsible, but life can throw you a curve ball, or two, and it’s the taste of adulthood that I dread.

And, it’s not like life allows you to deal with one emergency at a time, but as my father says, “this too shall pass.”

I was budgeting my funds for all the costs for my surgery when my baby Speed Racer got sick the other day.

I can’t put off taking care of either. At first, I crumbled from my worrying and anxiety when I heard the costs of taking care of my car. I called my parents, who no longer bail me out of things, to hear their recommendations and they told me nothing is more important than my health and safety.

They told me this is how life is. But rather than punching walls or watching Youtube videos that make me laugh, I think the first adult thing I did in response was accept it.
I’m not a fan of playing the victim. I know I’m allowed to grunt and complain, but eventually you get back up.

People have complimented me on my composure, but the truth is, I used to be a hothead. Even if no one ever saw it, I’d let my anger consume me.
Now, I’ve found the beauty in adulthood where I don’t sweat the small stuff.

Christina Calloway writes for Clovis Media Inc.