As I’ve gotten older I’ve learned to accept a few things about myself. For starters, I will ALWAYS choose the wrong lane to be in at the grocery store. You should stay away from me when I’m waiting in line because the lane is guaranteed to be cursed. I currently have at least 30 gray hairs on my head and it will only get worse. That’s what happens when your dad went fully gray at 27. I remember being younger and thinking that I’d never have to color my hair if I didn’t want to. Duhhh.
I’ve also accepted the fact that when I drink bourbon, I start craving things like Cheez-Its and Buttermilk Cheddar Biscuits. And when I’m drinking bourbon, my guard is down and I absolutely inhale said cheesy things. But it’s cool. No! I’ve accepted this.
What I haven’t accepted is the fact that I can’t eat just one Coconut Lime Bar…
That’s gonna take awhile.