Don’t fight your battles; transcend them (Who is Bobby, and why does he hate me?)

All of this year, I have struggled.

And perhaps I’d argue that I’ve struggled my whole life—struggled incessantly to keep my bobby pins in one place.

Bobby: the man, the myth, the legend

Somehow, despite my best organizational efforts, the pins are everywhere except where I need them to be. I find them on the stairs, in the sink, on my carpet, in the car, in my various bags.

But never in their container.

I dreamed of the day that I would wake up, reach for a bobby pin, and find one without having to sell my kidney. I’d simply reach into my drawer, find the container, and there it’d be: the perfect bobby pin.

I prayed for it. Visualized it. Meditated on it.

Alas, I finally put an end to this chaos. I vowed, either I stop using bobby pins forever, or I will keep a detailed inventory of every bobby pin I own, give each a research tag, and track their every move on an Excel spreadsheet.

I decided that would be too much effort, and might land me in an asylum if anyone saw my collection of tagged bobby pins. So instead, I decided I’m not going to use bobby pins anymore. And honestly? I feel great. Liberated. It’s a whole new life. A real revolution.

If you think this is a joke, you’re probably a man. You’ve never dealt with this lifelong frustration, this wild goose chase, this bobby pin fiasco that is akin to chasing your own tail.

So perhaps this hints at a way of solving our biggest, most pressing problems: give up struggling. Stop fighting, let it go. Just let it go.

Find other, more loyal pins. Pins that will be there for you when you need them.


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