My partner Chris and I have challenged ourselves to the impossible this week: No Instagram for me, and no video games for Chris. (For real, though. Bloodborne was giving me nightmares, even though I only caught glimpses of it from the corner of my eye).
How has this FunBan2019 affected us so far?
For Chris, he seems a little more irritable, but he’s getting a lot more reading done!
For me, that means I go to bed an hour or two earlier and that the apartment is a lot tidier. Because what else is there to do?
I always used ~self expression~ as the justification for my Instagramful life. But who was I kidding? In reality, I was just sitting on the floor, scrolling endlessly through pictures posted by the only people who post, then getting up to go to the toilet to continue scrolling through more pictures. I was lurking without even thinking about it. And that made me feel like a huge creep.
So what do I want to do with this blog? Aside from the fact that it’ll distract me from the Instagram-shaped hole in my life, I want to share a little slice of my life with you. Whether you are my twin Justina, my college roomie Anna, Chris, or an Internet stranger, thank you for reading this.
Topics that I may write about:
- My blood pressure story. 😭
- How/why I started sewing.
- How to elope. 10/10 would recommend.
- Where on earth to begin with sewing.
- My life. You know, livejournal style, but less angsty. (More angry?)