I don’t think I’m ready for this adulting thing.
To be honest, I doubt I will ever be equipped for it. I suck at it!
I may be nearly 25 and have just moved into a flat by myself, but it feels like I’m kind-of just playing pretend for now; pretending I’ve got my life together when actually I’m struggling with the most basic of tasks.
At first I would cry over the mishaps that keep happening, despite my best efforts to just have a normal, straight-forward day, but at this point all I can do is laugh at my bad luck.
So here is a list of some of the times that I have failed at adulting this week (and it’s only Thursday!).
1) I poured my leftovers in the bin and completely missed. Hence, chicken salad all over the floor…
2) Successfully managed to melt my plastic spoon by leaving it on the hob when it was still hot.
3) The electricity went out in half of my flat, so I waited in all day for an electrician who managed to fix it within literally 2 minutes. *face palm*
4) I can’t get my brand new washing machine to work. Which is great when you’re down to your last pair of underwear…
5) I made my grandma a Victoria Sponge cake for her 90th birthday and when I got to her house with it, the top layer had slid off the bottom layer. I need to stop attempting to make cakes!
6) I can’t parallel park to save my life. (But that’s an every week occurrence, so it’s not exclusive to this week…)
7) I gave myself a cold by sleeping with wet hair without my heating on.
8) Bought myself a hairdryer in order to avoid future ‘wet-hair-sleeps’ and subsequent colds. My mum then magically found my old hairdryer at our family home…
9) I took myself out for a coffee date and bought a cinnamon bun, despite the warnings that it risked cross contamination with nuts (I’m allergic). Half way through the yummy cinnamon bun I began reacting. I can’t even eat by myself without nearly killing myself!
10) I locked myself in my car by losing my keys whilst still sat in it.
So basically I’m having a really successful week…
Do what you will with the information – laugh at my expense, feel assured that you’re not alone in failing adulthood, or leave a comment with your recent adulting fails. Believe me, I’d love to hear them so that I can feel relatable in some way…