I need to start hiding my money from myself.

It is very hard to set aside the time to do your taxes when you are really busy doing other things like eating a snack or looking around the room.

You don’t have to write every day to be a writer! You just have to feel guilty every day that you don’t.

It really is Monday every 15 minutes.

Adult friendships are like, “hey girl, let’s keep rescheduling to hangout until one of us dies.”

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you don’t need anything from Amazon today.

Ending my thesis paper with “but who cares what I think?”

My guardian angel is taking the longest smoking break in recorded history.

I hate it when people threaten to come over. Now I’ve got to do 2 years of housework in 30 minutes.

Dear sleep: thanks for trying, but you can’t beat surfing the net.

My bed is a magical place where I suddenly remember everything I forgot to do.

My sweatpants sat me down and said they want me to get an office job again.

I could be a morning person, if morning was sometime around noon.

Ladies, if a man says he will fix something, he will. There is no need to remind him every 6 months about it.

Work again? Really? Didn’t I just do that yesterday?

I fractured my laziness and dislocated my interest.

Hold on, let me overthink this.

Later is the best time to do anything.

I don’t even believe myself when I say I’ll be ready in 5 minutes.

Instead of cleaning my house, I just watch episodes of hoarders on TV and then I think “Wow, my house looks awesome!”

I lost my appetite for doing work. If you find it, you can keep it.

Dogs come when they’re called; cats take a message and get back to you later.

I can’t believe I forgot to go to the gym today. That’s like 7 years in a row now.

I’ll bet the guy who invented the snooze button never invented anything else.

I get tired from just thinking of everything I have to do.

I be like “communication is the key” then put my phone on do not disturb.

Online shopping gives me a reason to live for another 3-5 business days.

Now if you’ll excuse me, today’s bad decisions aren’t going to make themselves.

At the first signs of a sore throat, you should be given the option of just skipping four days into the future.

Congratulations to the people who never took their Christmas decorations down. You’re almost there.