Hi Everyone,
Yes, I said those words and if I sounded rude, I did not mean it to. This is what I mean.
Last Friday while at the Loblaws on Carlton St., because I refused to go to Yonge and Dundas Square after what happened last Wednesday, but that is for another blog, I got to the cashier at the same time as a couple. They had an armful of groceries each and asked if I minded, you know, if they could go first. Even though I had one item, I said they could. When they asked again, with some of their groceries already on the counter, I said, “Go ahead. I have more important first world problems.” And I did.
For one, my back was breaking and my knapsack was bursting at the seams with all of the things I borrowed from the library. Who would have thought that all eight items I had on hold would arrive at the same time? I didn’t. But I am glad they did because now I don’t have to make another trip there. One problem solved begets another yet to.
Now that I had everything from the library, I needed to find time get through them before I was fined late charges. With my schedule changing all the time, I will have to figure it out. I hate wasting money as much as I hate wasting time.
Someone I know is going away on holidays and I set my alarm with a note to call them before they leave. Every since they offered me a gift I have been consumed with them finding, “a nice one,” as that is what everything depends on. Not only do I hope they find, “a nice one,” I also hope they remember to get my usual gift too. Like a spoilt child I want it all and a birthday present.
Should I get a pedicure as an early birthday gift to myself? It’s been a while and they are super cheap now. Or should I, since I sometimes border on cheap, paint my own toes? I have over 30 different colours of nail polish, three of which I have purchased. Which way should I go? Bright, bold, or banal? Now that I have decided to save my money, I will have to find the time.
And then there is that renewing of the Driver’s Licence that takes no time only after you have stood in line for what seems like 9 lifetimes.
First world problems are endless and yes some of mine are shallow but I don’t care. It’s about time.
Thank you for reading, A. Rebel’s Rant! ;D
PS For anyone who is interested, I have yet to paint my toes and I am working through the items from the library. More important first world problems got in the way. Like trying to convince the person who went away to bring me back some Peach or Forest Fruit Tatratea. Again, first world problems are endless and yes some of mine are shallow. And yes, again it’s about time. ;D
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