I’m new to blogging and this site may be active for 7 hours or 7 years. Who knows.
In a nutshell, I’m a twenty-something homeowner who eats everything standing up at my kitchen counter because I’m too picky to buy a table. I’m a recent college graduate who has no idea what I want to do in life, but I’m mildly miserable working in the restaurant industry. I’m constantly trying (and usually failing anywhere between 3PM and 11PM) to eat healthy, ideally unprocessed, foods and work out on a regular basis.
Most days, I’m pretty sure I’ve completely lost my mind. In the words of Lewis Carroll, “if I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense” (Alice in Wonderland). I suffer from uncontrollable word vomit frequently and, in reference to my life in the restaurant industry, I think the fact that I haven’t verbally or physically attacked/abused anyone in the past five years is undeniably a miracle…and one of my biggest accomplishments. Despite being a homeowner and a college grad, I’m a stereotypical member of the Peter Pan generation. I will never be able to answer, “What do you plan on doing when you grow up/in life/with your degree/anything the refers to something long term?” because, quite honestly, I don’t want to grow up. I love my independence, but I’m still a child to the very core of my soul. I think very logically and very simplistically. I think problems should be easily fixed with band-aides and candy, preferably Pull-n-Peel Twizzlers and dark chocolate.