- If you want to take a field trip to the Hermes factory and risk expiring from handbag happiness right then and there, turn to page 84;
- If you want to sit in your hotel and brood longingly at the Eiffel Tower in manner of that most American of tourists, Carrie Bradshaw, while your boyfriend ignores you, turn to page 52.*
*Yes, it's possible that I've watched too much HBO since my "Choose Your Own Adventure Days".
Yesterday, layoffs struck at the Anonymous Husband's office. Again. He is still employed & absolutely fine - employed & fine, I promise! - but it's beginning to feel here at Pretty HQ like a Choose Your Adventure novel of a distinctly more grown-up, less entertaining variety:
- If you want to start panicking about the future and spending every last second checking the internet for more bad news, turn to page 36;
- If you want to keep perspective and recall that you both still have great jobs and there are many who need good thoughts and help, and those people aren't you, calmly turn to page 52.
I don't post this in hopes of stirring up more panic in These Difficult Times - this blog is about being prettier, not more paranoid, than nature intended - but just to say, I'm trying to keep hopes up & finding it difficult today to keep my characteristic perky, ebullient spirits**. I'm struggling to calmly turn to that theoretical page 52, count my blessings, AND ratchet up the savings. Because, unlike my favorite pulp fiction of youth, sometimes we have to take more than one ending into consideration before we turn the page.
**Anyone buying the perky, ebullient bit? Anyone?