Here is a picture to give you an idea of what's going on with me right now:
Days like today are just a huge slap in the face/reminder that I am still striving to be a grown up, and not quite there. When you wake up at 1:30pm, there isn't much hope for the rest of your day. And then, when you get to work and realize you forgot your work pants, and you have to run across street to American Apparel and buy a $62 pair of black hipster legging jeans for work that day, you remember you don't really have your shit together.
And then you get home, and because you don't have any food in your apartment and your GrubHub phone app was acting up earlier, there isn't any food being delivered in your area at this hour except for Dominos, and you have to get something to eat because all you ate today was half of a Subway sandwich. And now you're anxiously waiting the boneless chicken wings you ordered and munching on your roommate's way too hot zesty jalapeno potato chips. Oh and you have a headache.
Does this sound like you?
If so, you're not alone. But if not, welcome to my life. This all occurs way too often. However, the pants thing is a first. I've forgotten black socks before, but never the pants.
Most weeks I tell myself, "Elise, this is the week you're going to be a grown up. Time to be a productive adult and take your vitamins". It never really happens the way I imagine it. (JUST CHECKED MY DOMINOS TRACKER AND MY FOOD IS OUT FOR DELIVERY!!!) Usually what happens is I have one productive day out of my week, and that's it.
Honestly, I don't know how long it's going to take for me to get out of these scrapes I get myself into, but I'm trying. It ain't easy being a grown up. I think the only way I can make some kind of progress is to come up with some small goals in order to make steps towards adulthood.
Step 1: Clean Room.
My food is here!