Life’s hard sometimes.
When wine goes bad
This is something I found out once I moved out on my own. Now, contrary to popular belief, I don’t always finish a whole bottle of wine. Sometimes I just want a couple of glasses when I’m home alone on my days off. Because I work so late most days, I just come home from work and go straight to bed. In turn: red wine goes bad after a week. After finding out the hard way, I’ve vowed to prevent wasting good wine by doing one of two things:
1) drink the whole bottle of wine, 2) have wine for breakfast.
It’s generally always cold, I’m usually running late, and if I’m not running late it’s because I’ve managed to just barely make the drive to work. Then at 2am when I’ve finished work, I have to get gas. Nobody else is getting gas at 2am so I’m left imagining myself being the victim of a horrific gas station murder movie plot (Hmm, who would play me? Jennifer Lawrence).
Waiting for my nails to dry
In reality, I should be designating an hour from start to finish when painting my nails. Ain’t nobody got time for that! What’s worse than waiting for your nails to dry? Smudged nail polish. This is truly the epitome of #FirstWorldProblems.
Blow drying my hair
This is just boring. I can’t be expected to stand around for 10+mins waiting for my hair to dry – god! Oh, and have you ever tried to blow dry your hair with wet nails? Tragic. This is why I’m always late people!
When someone steals my good pen
Of course I didn’t just misplace it! Why would I lose track of such a perfect piece of stationary which documents my notes and thoughts so attractively? Someone obviously was jealous and took my perfect pen.