The Messy Parts

I can't count how many times I find myself wishing I could fast forward.
Fast-forward to graduating from college and starting my career, meeting and marrying the man of my dreams, having a precious baby girl. I so often find myself daydreaming through the mundane, day-to-day tasks, that I am truly starting to forget how to live. If I had a Mirror of Erised, I could most assuredly be found rotting away in front of it.
"Life is the messy parts" though. It's the 12 hours shifts I'd really rather not do any longer, it's the pining for nice decor in my apartment and a wardrobe rivaling Kate Middleton's. It's all the things that mold the parts I'd love to skip ahead to.
I need to remind myself of this a lot more often than I do.