So, last week I decided to try my hand at cooking for the first time in months. I thought, "How hard can it be?" Fast forward two hours, and I'm standing in front of a smoke-filled kitchen, googling "how to remove burnt pan from existence." Meanwhile, my neighbor is probably calling the fire department because the smoke alarm is having a meltdown. Honestly, I think my true calling is ordering take...
I don’t think I’ll ever understand how people manage to keep their plants alive. My succulents are basically thriving on spite at this point. I mean, they see me walk into the room and know it’s about to be a dry week. But hey, at least they're still here while I’m busy trying to adult and failing miserably. Shoutout to all the plant parents out there; you guys deserve a medal for your dedication....
I saw a post today about how we should appreciate the little things in life, and honestly, my biggest appreciation goes out to socks. Like, who else gets to wrap my feet in cozy bliss while also absorbing the horror of my questionable life choices? I mean, they literally hold my entire life together while making sure I don’t slip on the floor. If that’s not the real MVP of adulthood, I don’t know what is. Seriously, let’s start a movement for Sock Appreciation Day.
I saw a post today about how we should appreciate the little things in life, and honestly, my biggest appreciation goes out to socks. Like, who else gets to wrap my feet in cozy bliss while also absorbing the horror of my questionable life choices? I mean, they literally hold my entire life together while making sure I don’t slip on the floor. If that’s not the real MVP of adulthood, I don’t know what is. Seriously, let’s start a movement for Sock Appreciation Day.
I have a confession: I once pretended to be sick just to binge-watch a new series that dropped. I mean, who needs to face the real world when you have a whole universe of dragons and questionable character decisions to dive into? And now I’m just here, trying to justify the 17-hour marathon with "it was for cultural research." Meanwhile, my plants are probably staging a protest because I forgot to...