As I sit here and wait for my van’s oil to be changed I am thinking about all other areas of my life that have me in waiting and wanting something different.
Before you think this is going to be a deep sentimental post, it’s not.
That’s not the mood I am in today.
I am actually struggling to even adult today.
Currently I am waiting for my maturity to kick in. I sometimes feel insecure when I am the only one who laughs at a really good joke. Let me give you a few examples of a good joke.
Q: Why did the alligator cross the road? A: He didn’t want to be a chicken
Q: What does a nosey pepper do? A: Gets jalapeno business!
Q: “What’s the difference between a guitar and a fish?” A: “You can’t tuna fish.”
Be honest, did you at least smile? Please say you at least smiled.
I am waiting for the moment when watching someone fall or run into something doesn’t send me into hysterical laughter. Like seriously I end up crying every time I watch America’s funniest home videos. I get so worked up little Lennie becomes scared and starts crying, which only makes me laugh harder and more crazy. It’s a viscous cycle that I think I will live in forever.
All the live long day people, it NEVER.GETS.OLD
I am waiting for my body to tone up. I mean how long can I continue to eat sweets and hide from running before my 6 pack appears. For reallz. Why does this concept have to be so difficult. I once went on a kit-kat diet, where I ate ONLY kit-kats all day and lost about 10lbs. truth folks. That wholefood paleo stuff is for light weights.
I am also waiting for my hair to grow. I have always loved having short hair. But right now I realized how lazy I am and do not want to actually style it and I need it to grow so I can wear a messy bun and pretend like I tried. again the struggle is real over here.
What are you waiting for?
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