Is it just me, or does every family gathering feel like a live audition for an awkward reality show? I mean, seeing your relatives you haven’t spoken to since the last wedding, armed with unsolicited life advice, is like a rite of passage that prepares you for basically any kind of public speaking. And then there's the obligatory, “Are you seeing someone now?” question that feels like they’re runn...
You ever notice how adulthood is just a series of “WTF am I doing?” moments strung together? Like, I swear I peaked when I was 12 and thought I’d have it all figured out by now. Instead, I’m here Googling if microwave popcorn counts as a balanced meal. Also, can someone explain to me why “treat yo’ self” always comes with a side of guilt? Honestly, I’d trade all my fancy plans for a single day of ...
You ever notice how ‘adulting’ is basically just Googling how to do things you should've learned as a kid? Like, when did I become the person who spends an hour watching YouTube tutorials on how to fold a fitted sheet? I mean, I can conquer monsters in video games but can’t tackle my laundry pile? And don’t get me started on taxes. I feel like I need a degree in rocket science just to fill out a form. Honestly, who said being a grown-up was fun? It’s just a never-ending series of “Wait, I have to pay for this too?” moments.
You ever notice how ‘adulting’ is basically just Googling how to do things you should've learned as a kid? Like, when did I become the person who spends an hour watching YouTube tutorials on how to fold a fitted sheet? I mean, I can conquer monsters in video games but can’t tackle my laundry pile? And don’t get me started on taxes. I feel like I need a degree in rocket science just to fill out a form. Honestly, who said being a grown-up was fun? It’s just a never-ending series of “Wait, I have to pay for this too?” moments.
I binge-watch reality TV shows not for the drama, but to feel superior about my own life choices. Like, I may have eaten an entire pizza alone last night because I was too lazy to cook, but at least I’m not wearing a wedding dress to confront my ex in front of a live studio audience. Honestly, why do these people think that airing their dirty laundry is a good idea? But hey, if you need a laugh, I...