I don't like gardening. It's really hard work, and whatever you manage to achieve is gone within a few days. Or comes back more like (weeds). It sucks!
I really wish that I was one of those people who enjoyed potting around in the garden, maybe then we would have flowers that matched our garden furniture. If I have a day off the last thing I want to do is work. It's not relaxing, it's annoying and it gives me a backache.
I am starting to realise that I will never be that sort of person who always have plasters in my bag, or hand cream. Who buys new milk (or loo-roll) before we run out. Who does washing on a set day every week so it never piles up. Who cooks in advance and stuff their freezer with ready made lunch boxes. I never have any cash on me when I need it. I dislike food shopping. I wear mismatching socks when I can't be bothered to match them up. I can't sew.
And I have started to realise that this will not change, I will not wake up one day and be an adult. This is it, this is me.
Haha, men du, jag ar precis likadann. Och jag har precis som du, come to terms, med att det nog alltid kommer att vara sa. Om jag forsoker att vara ordentlig och organiserad, tex som att gora matlador eller liknande, slutar det alltid med att jag glommer bort det, later det sta i kylen och bli mogligt...ja...och jag kan vika klader men det slutar med att mina garderobslador ar en enda rora...well well, jag ar atminstonde inte pedantisk! Och det funkar for mig, har alltid gjort, sa varfor andra pa det? :)
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