Do you ever have one of those days where your mind decides what life is suppose to be like for you, and you’re left wondering why your life isn’t that way? Even if its not something that you would necessarily want in your life?
I’m not trying to get all philosophical on you today, especially not on a 300 Thursday! I don’t have to space for that! But sometimes my brain decides what my life should look like even if it’s not what I have decided for myself.
For instance: some days my brain decides that I need to be a wine drinker. For reals! It decides that since I am almost 29 (less than a month OMG), and that I’m a sophisticated lady (my mind is crazy), that I need to be a wine drinker. This is what it puts in my head:
Woman sitting on light coloured couch, relaxing after a long day, having a glass of wine. Sometimes reading a book, maybe with a fireplace in the background. This is what my brain has decided my life should look like.
There is just one thing wrong with this idea, which my brain refuses to acknowledge: I hate wine. I haven’t had wine since I was like 12! Once a year, on New Years Eve, my parents would give my brother and I like a teaspoon of wine. We were allowed to drink from the real crystal wine glasses which had a splash of wine and the rest of it full of apple juice. You could barely taste it, but I still hated it!
So now, as a grown woman, knowing full well that I hate the taste of wine, some days I am left thinking that it’s what is missing from my life!
I need to become a wine drinker!