I Bought A Fanny-Pack And I Love It!
Hello, this is Stephanie and I am completely, utterly, totally, well you guessed it, comfortably uncomfortable and I hope you are too.
Okay…shhhh…you can’t tell anybody what I’m going to tell you and it’s a big secret, so here it is:
The other day I bought myself a fanny pack. Yup, I did and I’m loving it. Listen, you know what? A couple of years ago I would have cared what everybody thought about it. I would have been so concerned. I would have been mortified at the thought of having something that’s so outdated in fashion. But guess what happens when you get older? You start thinking for yourself and you start doing things that are good for you despite what everybody says and thinks.
Having a fanny pack was the last resort and I’m so glad I looked into it because I needed a place to keep all my belongings when I walk Frank, and so this really helps. I’m able to put my keys in it. I’m able to put my doggie bags in it. I’m able to put everything in it…my phone, and you know what? It has saved me a lot of heartache.
I don’t really care what people think now, and I am so glad about it. I have come to the age where I do what’s best for me.
That’s my tip for today. For you, do what’s best for you. “Do you!” And that is my tip for today. You have to watch out for yourself and do what’s best for you because you’re the only one that knows what’s best for you.
Well, don’t forget what I said. And you know what? Oh, you know what? I like to keep these blog posts short. I don’t want to keep these things too long, so guess what? Frank and I are out of here.
All right, Frank, do you want to go for a walk?