I'm a mom of two little boys. I'm a freelance writer working from home. I'm boring.
There aren't a lot of opportunities in the life of a WAHM to feel like a badass. I don't really do anything that's worthy of attention, although I think I deserve a medal for cleaning our bathrooms, which are often not far off from a Chernobyl-level hazmat disaster. Every now and then you just want to feel like you're not the dullest, least exciting, least interesting person alive.
Back in the day when I was working out like mad and getting really strong, I got called a badass a lot. That's about the most exciting word that's ever been used to describe me. I'll take it over pretty any day. Badass. Just say it out loud, it makes you feel stronger just pronouncing that word.
My life isn't going to get more exciting any time soon, and I'm ok with that. I'm developing a taste for calm and quiet, what little of that I get with my boys around anyway. I'm ok with a life that isn't going to make headlines or leave a whole lot to talk about. I'm loved, and I love, and life, as they say, is beautiful in it's most basic form.
But it would still feel pretty damn good to be called a badass again.
Day 13, Reason 13: Damn, it feels good to be a badass.
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