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Found a list of things we should all stop doing by the time we're 30...



A list of 30+ things...

Not going to include it all..... some were pitifully obvious and shouldn't even need an explanation.

However...... still, there are some I found applicable that I'm doing 20+ years beyond.

Apologizing for everything under the sun.
Rejecting compliments rather than accepting them.
Coming undone because you spotted a new wrinkle.
Hating your body.
Putting off exercise in favor of watching Real Housewives reruns (in my case, more like Masterpiece Theater-type stuff).
Saying you’ll travel “someday.”
Hanging on to friends that don’t enrich your life.
Buying tons of groceries, then letting it all go to waste because takeout is so convenient.
Pretending you don’t understand the meaning of the word “budget.”
Sentencing every single one of your plants to a parched or waterlogged death.
Trying to get through life on five hours of sleep a night.
Letting your laundry pile up until the heap is big enough to double as a modern art installation. 

I thought the death of houseplants was a little weird.... but then I thought about my indoor herb garden.... ugh.  I've raised two girls.  And yet, my little plants are less than....robust?




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