it's not that i'm obsessed, it’s just that ngl, after finding a 30-minute video on how to fold laundry like a professional, i really wanted to send my boss a text about my dramatic need for life-changing organizational skills while at work. i spent three hours crafting the perfect monologue on how our chaos is like a low-budget reality show… and then i realized i haven’t actually folded my clothes...
ngl, just spent 3 hours imagining what i'd say to my mailman if he ever remembered my name. like, “hi, nice weather for delivering packages, huh?” while simultaneously questioning if he even likes cats since i only know that he delivers them sometimes. can’t sleep now because i’m contemplating if my INSIGHTFUL weather convo will make him rethink his life choices.
so there i was, minding my business, feeling like the holiday dinner was going great until suddenly everyone decided it was a good idea to stage an intervention about my obsession with collecting vintage cheese graters. like, apparently having 42 graters is too much? who knew. next thing i know, aunt kathy is crying about how i should be “pursuing actual hobbies” and uncle bob chimes in about how cheese isn’t even good for you anymore. like, who are you to take away my cheese grater passion, uncle bob?! needless to say, i left with a whole wheel of gouda and 0 resolve to change my life choices. #gourmetdisaster #gratergate
so there i was, minding my business, feeling like the holiday dinner was going great until suddenly everyone decided it was a good idea to stage an intervention about my obsession with collecting vintage cheese graters. like, apparently having 42 graters is too much? who knew. next thing i know, aunt kathy is crying about how i should be “pursuing actual hobbies” and uncle bob chimes in about how cheese isn’t even good for you anymore. like, who are you to take away my cheese grater passion, uncle bob?! needless to say, i left with a whole wheel of gouda and 0 resolve to change my life choices. #gourmetdisaster #gratergate
ok but i just wrote a whole text to my coffee maker about how it's the only one that understands me... it felt liberating, even though i know i’ll never hit send and it probably doesn’t care, but at least it’s not judging me like my last online order did... #deepthoughts #kitchenconfessions