Like any typical Millennial woman, I am constantly striving for self-improvement. My time spent feeling guilty for not continually improving my habits, efficiency and happiness is topped only by the time spent reading self-help articles online. I am a sucker for those life hacks, people. I know how basic I am, don't worry. There's always something that I *could* be doing, that I am very much not. Some of those are legitimate things that would make my life better - running more often, drinking more water, putting away my coat when I come in every night... Some of them, however? I'm never gonna do.
Going 'No 'Poo'
For those in the know, the 'no 'poo' movement actually refers to not shampooing your hair. According to evangelists, washing your hair with just water and occasionally some baking soda, will make your hair healthier and be better for the environment. Purging yourself of chemicals will mean your hair will start to self-clean and you'll have Elle Macpherson locks without even trying. As someone who has to wash their hair everyday so they're not standing in a grease puddle? This ain't gonna happen. I'm drawn in by the promises of hair in better condition with more volume, believe me I am, but the weeks it takes to get there? Nope.
Being Vegetarian (or Vegan)
I do feel a lot of guilt around this, believe me. I know how terrible eating meat is for the environment, and how terrible these industries are. But I just cannot make that leap. I love steak. I love cheese. I am a foodie through and through, and that includes all foods (except avocados, soz). I definitely want to eat more vegetarian and vegan meals, moving forward - because they are delicious and wonderful and healthy. But I'm not going to go the whole hog (or without the whole hog, as it were).
It's good for your mental health, it helps you relax and de-stress, you all know the drill. As a highly strung person, I would benefit from meditation, there's no doubt about it. But I know I'm not going to do it, despite the advice that everyone gives.
Theming my Instagram
This is a very 'blogger' problem to have, but I just cannot do it. However pretty it looks, and however much people want to follow themed accounts, I do not have the artistic skill or the patience for an Instagram theme. I just want to take pictures of my food and post them to uncaring people, just like the old days.
Doing a Facebook Friend Cull
I like having quite a lot of friends on Facebook. Sure, some of them I've not spoken to in years and probably would avoid if I saw them on the street due to potential awkwardness (or genuine lack of recognition) but sometimes it's fun to spy on people that you went to primary school with. I don't care if they unfriend me, but I'm probably not going to bother going through my friend list and selecting who I do and do not want to see my stuff. I'm not that interesting on Facebook, believe me.
It's something you're supposed to do if you're a strong, independent woman. It'll change your life and make you a better person. Except, I hate spending time alone and would be bored senseless. Also, I'd be scared. Yep. I'm strong and independent but I'm a bad traveller and I would be pretty freaked out travelling on my own. I want to want to do some solo travelling, but I just don't. There's nowhere I want to go that I think would be better experienced alone than with a friend.
Eating Packed Lunches
I really try with this one. It's healthier and saves you money, and basically every bit of budgeting advice ever lists taking your own lunches as the number one you can save money. I like cooking and so you'd think I'd be good at this one, but I just get very lazy and I'm also always tempted by the very delicious food on offer in the city centre. So much easier to pick up a jacket potato dripping in cheese or a box of sushi than fix myself the kind of lunch I would actually want to eat come midday. New aim? Bring lunch three days a week and treat yo'self the other two.
Need I say more?