I’ve been doing adult things lately.
Organizing. Donating old items. Netflixing. You know, the usual.
But more than that. Truck shopping. Not by choice of course, but after a scary accident, my daughter was left with some bruises, my husband was left without a car, and I was left with a few gray hairs and a twitch in my left eye. (Not literally, but might as well be.)
Therefore, we’ve been shopping for another vehicle. So far, we haven’t found a single one we’re set on, I’ve hugged a random car dealer, and I’m still waking up at 5 am tomorrow to get dear hubby to work in the morning. But, progress awaits us tomorrow.
And I’ve been thinking about things. Nothing to do with what I just said about adulting or car shopping, but thinking nonetheless.
Is there such a thing as a meat eating vegan? I used to love meat. Sometimes I still do, mostly just bacon. But 97% of the time I can’t force myself to gnaw on a piece of chicken. And cheese, who stops loving cheese?? This girl, apparently. Not that I’ve stopped “loving” it, its just that anytime I eat a slice of cheese or now-a-days even THINK about eating a slice of cheese, I get super dizzy and gnarly feeling in my stomach, much like the nausea you get after spinning too many times in an office chair. So, I’m adjusting my whole diet to pacify this fit my body is throwing. Kind of inconvenient, but kind of intriguing also. It’s kind of fun planning meals now. Sometimes.
Anyways, 4 words. Sabrina. The. Teenage. Witch.
It’s just… life changing, you know? Going back to your childhood?