WhisperDog

Advice: I’ve realized something: if you’re feeling overwhelmed, just start getting rid o…

Why does every auntie in the neighborhood suddenly think she’s a life coach whenever a wedding invitation pops up? Like, I didn’t ask you for your expert advice on how to “find a good boy” while your own son is still living in your basement playing video games at 30. It’s like they have a secret annual meeting to discuss how to make single folks feel like they’ve just been voted off the island. Al...

I’m low-key convinced that my mom thinks I’m a professional napper. Like, I’ll wake up after a solid 12 hours of sleep, and she’ll ask, “What did you do all day?” as if I wasn’t slaying the art of horizontal living. Honestly, I can’t even tell if I’m actually a lazy person or if my body is just rebelling against the concept of adulting. I mean, who knew responsibilities came with such a big “no th...

I’ve realized something: if you’re feeling overwhelmed, just start getting rid of things—like, physically. I cleared out my closet last week and suddenly felt more accomplished than I ever did finishing college. But then again, I almost tripped over a pile of ‘what was I thinking’ outfits from 2015 that I was convinced would come back into style. Spoiler alert: they didn’t. If decluttering makes me feel this good, I might just start charging admission for my messy life tours. Anyone need tips on how to part ways with that sweater you bought three sizes too small?

I’ve realized something: if you’re feeling overwhelmed, just start getting rid of things—like, physically. I cleared out my closet last week and suddenly felt more accomplished than I ever did finishing college. But then again, I almost tripped over a pile of ‘what was I thinking’ outfits from 2015 that I was convinced would come back into style. Spoiler alert: they didn’t. If decluttering makes me feel this good, I might just start charging admission for my messy life tours. Anyone need tips on how to part ways with that sweater you bought three sizes too small?

Why is it that every time I finally decide to eat healthy, I end up craving pizza so hard I start Googling "how to make a pizza from scratch" at 11 PM? Like, I’m pretty sure the whole universe is just trolling me at this point. And don’t even get me started on the absurd amount of ingredients in healthy recipes. I swear, being a foodie on a diet is just a fancy way of saying "I’m about to spend ha...