When You Can't Find the Map, You Make One
Here's something nobody tells you about celebrating over 1,000 obscure holidays in a row: sometimes the holiday finds you first. And sometimes it sends you to three stores looking for a road map, only to come home empty-handed.
Because apparently road maps are a thing of the past. Who knew. (Everyone knew. I did not know.)
National Read a Road Map Day. Simple enough, right? Except it's 2021 and the only maps anyone uses live inside a phone and require a wifi connection and absolutely cannot be unfolded dramatically for content purposes. I checked every store I could think of. Nothing. Not one single paper road map in sight.
So I did what any reasonable person celebrating day 247 of an unbroken streak of daily sillybrations would do. I improvised.
Mini Stylist and Lil Gent sat down with a pile of paper and went to town. Scribbles, lines, little marks that meant something to them even if they didn't mean anything to anyone else. And honestly? It was the most accurate map I've ever seen. Because that's kind of how it works when you're figuring things out as you go. The lines don't always make sense until you're already down the road.
I pulled out the little paper suitcase. The one that has shown up in more Sillybrations than I can count, including Tongue Twister Day, because a good prop never retires. And just like that we had everything we needed. Not what I planned. Better than what I planned.
That's the thing about detours. You spend so much energy trying to get back to the original route that you almost miss what the detour is actually showing you. I couldn't find a road map so my kids drew me one. And it was perfect. Imperfect and perfect at the same time, which is honestly the only kind of perfect worth having.
Two hundred and forty seven days in, I was still showing up. Still finding the thing when the thing wasn't there. Still letting the minis be part of the magic even when (especially when) I was making it up as I went.
That's what Everyday Sillybrations has always really been about. Not the holidays. Not the props or the live videos or the unbroken streak. It's about proving to yourself, one ridiculous day at a time, that you can find something worth celebrating even when the store is out of maps.
Good thing the minis and I can think fast on our feet. Because if we had waited for the digital map to reroute us it would've been day 248 and messed up my sillybrating streak. And mama ain't got no time for that.
xo, Priscilla
Mirror Check: Where have you been waiting for the right supplies before you let yourself begin? What would you make if you just used what was already in the room?
P.S. Maisie made you a road trip playlist for the detours you didn't plan. Your April self-date is waiting at themeetcuteco.com/selfdate. Let's be pen pals.
