Fun little story time:
So my birthday was on Monday and for some reason on Sunday I decided I needed to get all new bedding because “I should get grown up bedding that I actually Like so I can have a clear mind for fixing my life up” (you know, cuz BEDDING can do that). So I started out by going to Walmart where I found this 10 piece bedding set for $45.00. It had a comforter, matching sheet set, 2 pillow cases, and a bunch of little decorative pillows. I thought “Hey, if I get this I can’t just prop myself up with all these extra pillows and not have to buy one of those armchair pillow things.” So I picked up the set and started to walk toward the from of Walmart to pay for it, but then my brain said “No, keep looking, this doesn’t fit that sea foam green aesthetic you imagined!” 1) it was Purple Florals picked over a set of blue bedding because this set cane with colored sheets vs the white sheets that came with the blue set. I didn’t want White sheets. 2) I have never once in my life had an Aesthetic that I wanted my bedding to fit so I have no idea where that came from.
So I continued to browse the bedding aisles (they were INCREDIBLY sparse, this was one of 4 sets that were on sale that would fit my bed.) so after carrying this set around the store for 30 minutes I put it back because I decided 1) it didn’t fit my (imaginary made up never before had) Aesthitic, and 2) I wanted to get a Full size comforter because I like bigger blankets but y bed is a twin so the sheets would be too big if I got Full. So I left empty handed.
Later I went to Target with my sister where I found bedding that DID match my grown up (made up never before had) sea foam green aesthitic, as well as some (children’s) pirate themed Bed Sheets (they are supposedly Treasure Island themed, when I worked at Target I told myself everyday I would buy them and I never did -> I like pirates). While in the store I realized that the comforter didn’t come with any pillow cases and the sheet set only came with one pillow case so I would have to buy another pillow case (I had two pillows) to complete my Aesthetic look. They only had pillow cases in sets of 2, I couldn’t buy just one. If I bought a set of two I would have to buy a 3rd pillow or just not use one of the pillow cases I bought. Why would I buy three pillow cases and only use two? (This is my brain’s logic in action) I didn’t want to spend the money on a 3rd pillow so I left without the pillow cases and bought what I already had and went home. When I got home I started washing my new bedding and started thinking about the pillows and the Aesthetic. I started thinking about how I was going to have one pillow that matched and one that was random (and that’s dOeSnT work with this new put together “aesthitic” I made up) so after sitting there long enough for the sheets to be washed and dried, I returned to target to buy the two pillow cases and a new pillow to fulfill the new random need to uphold my “Aesthetic”. I spent another HOUR to go out and buy a pillow and a set of pillow cases to silence the voice in my head that said “BUT THE AESTHITICS!!!” When I have NEVER cared about aesthetics before and no one but me will even know about this bedding.
Does this mean I was/am having a mental breakdown or is this just normal “Late 20s” BS because I ended spending close to double the cost of the 10pc set for less of the stuff because of AESTHETICS!!
Another fun story for tonight. I came into the kitchen and smelled something that smelled like pickles. I don’t even really care for pickles that much but my brain went “I NEED PUCKLES NOOOOOOOW!” So I spent 10 minutes searching the kitchen, fridge, and pantry for pickles and didn’t find any so I tried to push the thought out of my head. 2 minutes of battling with myself and I thought “THERE IS AT LEAST 1 JAR OF PICKLES SOMEWHERE IN THIS HOUSE! FIND IT!!!” So I started the search again. (Again, still not a huge pickles fan so I’m also like “why do I care so much, I don’t even LIKE pickles.”) This time I found an unopened jar of sour dill pickles. I snag it, rip the shrink wrap off, place it on the counter and take the lid off. I then pulled out a slice of pickle and ate it so quickly I didn’t even taste it, then almost choked when the vinegar dried the roof of my mouth and I started to cough. After that I pulled out another slice and actually took the time to taste it and chew fully, then another and another. Then my brain said “MAKE THE PICKLE AND PB SANDWHICH” to which I replied “Ew No, why?” So then I googled what people usually make it out of and I found 50% Bread and Butter Pickles, 50% Sour Dill. I had Sour Dill. Which didn’t sound like that great of a combo (not that pickles and PB sounds that great anyway..) so then since my brain was like “you either eat this whole jar of pickles or make the sandwich” I made a half sandwhich with peanut butter and 1 pickle slice (these were the long lengthwise slices) and then I ate the sandwich (it wasn’t TERRIBLE BUT I don’t think it will EVER be my GO TO). After eating the sandwich I went back into the kitchen for a drink and ate two more slices of pickles BEFORE getting a drink. By the time I FINALLY silenced the Pickle voice/Craving I had eaten between 1/3 and ½ of the jar.
I DONT EVEN LIKE PICKLES THAT MUCH!!
What the heck is wrong with me? Why did I obsess over bedding and pickles? Why is this happening?
