Are We All Actors?

Do you ever feel that almost everyone has their life together except you?  Yeah, me too. A friend and I were discussing the nitty gritty of our lives, lots of stuff that the casual acquaintance does not know.  And we realized that EVERYONE has their own nitty gritty, we just don't know about it.  

This got me thinking . . . Why do we put on the game face that we are together, competent, educated, problem-free people?  When you hear the nitty gritty of someone's life, you realize that they are an awesome actor!  You never knew what stinking rotten stuff had happened in their life because they never let on to their sufferings.  

Often someone will comment that I have my life together.  My response is always: me? no way!  I'm lucky I am wearing my own underwear today.  Yes, my own underwear. During grad school I was so crazy busy that I made sure everyone else had clean underwear, but I never got around to mine.  So I just wore Jim's.  One evening I said, "I am wearing your underwear", you should have seen the look I got!  I reminded him the rule was to wear clean underwear in case you got into an accident - the rule does not state who's underwear it had to be.  I guess that is a loophole, lucky for me.  

See, here is my point.  Would anyone have guessed that I was wearing my husband's underwear (on more than one occasion)?  No.  Because we are all actors in this play of life.  Pretending that everything is hunky-dory and smiling our way through junk we are stepping in.  So I think tomorrow, as long as I am this accomplished actor, I am going to act fancy:  drink with my pinky in the air, say "dahling" and wear my sunglasses inside.  Maybe I will try to stuff my dog in my purse, or maybe not.