While writing my other blog “30 and wandering…“, I came across this idea to list out pretty much every little detail about how imperfect my life is, and after going through the list, I can truly say that for the amount of things on this list, I’m doing pretty well for myself, I think. Enjoy!
I didn’t own a pair of boots as an adult until January of 2018. MAYBE a pair of Timbs during high school.
No…Lugz…they were definitely Lugz
I go grocery shopping to save money and eat better, but still end up getting fast food because most times I’m too tired to cook.
I choose what wine I want to drink according to the alcohol to price ratio.
Actually, that goes for any alcoholic drink.
Speaking of alcohol, I buy the cheapest because it’s just going to get mixed with something else anyway. Don’t let these brand whores steer you wrong.
My car has been overheating while idling for months now and I still haven’t gotten it fixed.
I’m still paying for my old car I had before my current one. Negative equity is a bitch yall.
I owe State taxes for both SC and NC and even though I have a big refund that will cover them both, I’ll probably spend my refund on something silly then freak out when April 17th comes around and I’ll have to scrounge up money to pay the IRS.
I buy things that I don’t use, but will refuse to get rid of them.
My home that I’ve lived in for three years still hasn’t necessarily been decorated in any form or fashion.
I’d rather fall asleep hungry than spend money on fast food because I’m too lazy to cook.
I tell myself I’m going to work out, but I don’t. Week after week.
I tend to not have complete thoughts a lot…if ever…
I have clothes in my closet I know that I will never wear again, but will complain about not having space in my dresser.
I think those light up shoes are terrible, but I secretly want a pair
I’m in so much debt…
I don’t know how to date
I don’t know if I want to date
I don’t know if I’m date-able
I go on hookup apps looking for love.
I go on dates with people who clearly don’t want anything from me other than sex even though that’s not what I’m looking for.
A healthy meal to me is something not fried.
My tub probably has like 5 layers of dirt in it.
I like naps
Like seriously, LOVE naps.
Sometimes, I have clean clothes and dirty clothes strewn all over the floor and don’t know the difference between the two until I smell test them.
If I had to choose between Reese’s or having gas for my car to go places. I’d probably choose the Reese’s every time, no question.
Instead of planning out my day and taking advantage of the time I have, I procrastinate and then rush through everything when time starts getting slim.
I pay to have my groceries delivered because I’m terrible at grocery shopping.
These are only a few things that make me terrible. Hopefully some of you out there deal with the same terribleness I do, and if not then maybe there isn’t any hope for me.