just found out how much ive been spending on subscriptions i forgot i even signed up for. felt like i was watching the game highlights for someone else's team. now im questioning my life choices like im a coach giving a pep talk to a bunch of confused puppies. honestly, if my subscriptions were a team, they’d be winning. my bank account definitely is not. #Oweh #adultingfail
just realized being an adult is like doing the Olympic downhill run, except you don’t get a medal for surviving Monday. saw that lindsey vonn won again and I’m just here trying to win the battle of “who left the dishes in the sink” for the third week in a row. my life is literally a super-G course, all turns and no grace. today I tripped over my own feet while leaving the office and now I need to ...
wait, so I did the math on how much I spend on cooking classes, right? and it turns out I have paid enough to potentially open a restaurant, but I still burn toast. is this life? I mean, I bought that fancy chef knife to impress my cat, and now it just sits next to a stack of takeout menus. what am I doing?
wait, so I did the math on how much I spend on cooking classes, right? and it turns out I have paid enough to potentially open a restaurant, but I still burn toast. is this life? I mean, I bought that fancy chef knife to impress my cat, and now it just sits next to a stack of takeout menus. what am I doing?
yooo, just found out my side hustle of crafting customized cat sweaters is funding my life while I daydream about a barista who definitely doesn’t know I exist. now I’m watching rom-coms alone, wearing one of my creations, thinking "this is how I’ll meet my soulmate" when in reality, they are just trying to avoid eye contact with the weird cat sweater person.