no because i spent last night organizing my entire sock drawer into color-coded sections. while my bank account laughs at me. the socks are just sitting there, judging me for not having a real savings plan. i even created a vision board of my ideal future self who definitely wears matching socks and has financial freedom. meanwhile, i can’t tell if my biggest commitment issues are with finances or...
the way that i just checked the receipt for the random trip to the thrift store and now i literally cannot sleep because like, how did i spend that much on someone else's old shirts? i am STILL haunted by the neon turtleneck that looks like a highlighter exploded. i might have to take a second job to pay off my secondhand guilt.
so i was literally calculating how many times i would need to say “i will take the bigger slice” at birthday parties to save up for that super obscure collector's item of a soap dish shaped like a cat. the number was terrifying. honestly, i can’t even host the parties. i have zero friends, but if i had them, they would definitely argue over the cat soap dish like it was the last avocado at the market.
so i was literally calculating how many times i would need to say “i will take the bigger slice” at birthday parties to save up for that super obscure collector's item of a soap dish shaped like a cat. the number was terrifying. honestly, i can’t even host the parties. i have zero friends, but if i had them, they would definitely argue over the cat soap dish like it was the last avocado at the market.
just realized my neighbor's lawn has been more manicured than my life choices for three years. do they host secret garden parties? am i missing out on some elite suburban ritual? honestly, who even notices when it’s TIME to wave hello or borrow a cup of sugar?