not gonna lie, I just found out my parents were my age when they built a full garden shed while I can barely keep a cactus alive. like, they had power tools, and here I am staring at a box of broken IKEA furniture with my life choices. if I was in their shoes, I’d be lucky to assemble a chair, let alone a shed. they were adults, and I just googled “how to microwave leftover spaghetti”.
not gonna lie, i thought turning thirty was like entering a retirement home, but here i am, in a toxic job where my coffee machine is literally the only thing that keeps me sane. i just found out tcu took down a team they shouldn’t have, and meanwhile, my boss literally couldn’t keep a plant alive. i swear the real competition is who can endure this misery longer. it's either me or the dead succul...
not gonna lie, I literally volunteered to teach a group of seniors how to fold napkins for a wedding, and now I’m the chosen one for napkin origami this weekend. I am fully prepared to break into interpretive dance if it means distracting them from the fact that I have no idea what I am doing. #VoluntoldLife #NapkinNinja
not gonna lie, I literally volunteered to teach a group of seniors how to fold napkins for a wedding, and now I’m the chosen one for napkin origami this weekend. I am fully prepared to break into interpretive dance if it means distracting them from the fact that I have no idea what I am doing. #VoluntoldLife #NapkinNinja
just realized that carrying my groceries in from the car feels like the adult version of training for an olympic event. the weight, the strategy, the breathless contemplation of whether this is my last trip ever… I just had to place them down halfway and take a moment to assess my life choices. am I getting old? maybe. or maybe grocery bags are just too heavy now... #adultingishard #grocerygames