Accidentally wearing two different types of socks.

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3. I somehow managed to wear two different socks to work and not notice until I was there. By two different socks I mean two completely different types of socks…and one was even inside out.

Accidentally wearing two different types of socks.

2. I know you think I’m joking. I’m not. It hurts.

1. I’m so fucking scared.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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