You know how I know I’m an adult….
- I water my yard. I water my freakin yard, people. Wait, the fact that I even have a yard with living things should count for something.
- No party, no matter how fun, is as great as being in my bed.
- I constantly find myself doing things that my mother does – ie, laughing too loud at inappropriate times, nagging my brother about his homework, eating a gallon of ice cream, etc.
- I keep a written account of my money situation at all times – it is both useful and depressing.
- I change my oil every 3 months or 3000 miles.
- My hangovers last all day. And sometimes even into the next day.
- I no longer use Facebook to overshare – I use it to make myself seem smart and cultured and just the right amount of fun.
- I still sometimes have no idea where my money goes. Seriously, do fairies take it? I bet it’s fairies.
- All of my clothes are never clean at the same time. I definitely don’t have that many clothes, yet somehow I ALWAYS have a huge pile of laundry.
- My idea of cooking is reheating Summer’s leftovers and adding Tabasco.
- When a new series season comes out on Netflix, you won’t see me for an entire week.
- I still sometimes buy two-buck chuck. And drink the entire bottle by myself.
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