Ironically enough, watching reality TV is my escape from reality. It's my chance to indulge in mindless entertainment and not be bothered by anyone or anything. Having nothing to do is THE best, and when my down time gets threatened, I get major anxiety. That's exactly what's happening for the next 9 months of my life. I get stressed out just thinking about it.
Apparently most of my friends decided to get married, knocked up or were born at the same time because for the next 9 months, I'm booked. For instance, here's this month:
Granted, things like Wine Wednesday and Happy Hours aren't techincally "required", but whatevs. My social calendar is only picking up after July. Just when am I supposed to squeeze in Teen Mom, Big Brother, Toddlers & Tiaras, 20/20, Dateline, etc.?
August: Beth in Dallas, Megan's Baby Showers
Sept: Vegas for Kristina's Bachelorette Party
Oct: Courtney Bridal Shower, New Orleans with this girl
November: Las Vegas for Courtney's Bachelorette Party, Courtney Couple Shower
January: Court Wedding Dallas
February: Kristina Wedding Las Vegas
It probably seems like it, but I'm really not complaining. It just freaks me out to have this many things coming up. I'm not normal, but we already knew this.
There are definitely perks to going to Vegas 3 times in 6 months aside from the fact I get to go to my favorite city ever. I get an excuse to shop, and since anything goes in Vegas, I can finally wear this dress that's been hanging in my closet FOREVER:
Obviously I'm JOKING. This is something a lady of the night would wear. For serious now, don't you think these would be cute?
|LuLus: $63 [via]|
|LuLu's: $36 [via]|
|LuLu's: $30 [via]|
There are clearly a lot worse things in life to be worried about. Trust me, I know this. I just thought I'd share some of my stressors with you lovely readers. It's theraputic. Try not to call me shallow because I swear I'm not.