10 Things I Wish I Liked, But Hate!

  • Pumpkin spice anything. This one is one of those things I feel I’m missing out on big time! I keep giving it a try, but it saddens me to say, that I don’t like anything with classic pumpkin spice mix, period!
  • Summer. I just don’t like going to the beach, the heat, the humidity and makeup melting off before I even finish applying it. I hate summer! There, I said it!
  • Caviar. I think this one is pretty self explanatory, this along with oysters. When did fishy-over-priced-slimy “food” become a luxury? Yuck!
  • Heels. Don’t get me wrong, I love them! I love how they look, but that’s about it. I would much rather be comfortable in a pair of flats, or even better, sneakers. 
  • Alcohol. I just don’t like it! Beer, wine, spirits, tried them all and the same result every time, meh… I guess this will be one of those I’ll never understand what the big deal is.
  • Extroverts. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate them, but I’m the opposite, an introvert to be exact. I might be wrong, but to me it seems like extroverts live a life where it’s a lot more easy going, then for most introverts. My most active activity every day, is to find a place, where I can be alone. 
  • Earrings. Such pretty little things and they come in so many exciting shapes, shades, martial, etc. I unfortunately am highly allergic to any material piercing my skin, hence the love/hate relationship. But boy do I wish I could jewel and bedazzle my ears.
  • Iceskating. You would think, being that I’m from Norway, the winter-wonderland-of-the-north that I would be able to glide ever so elegantly across the ice, think again! Try Bambi instead.
  • Cheese. I make a killer cheese platter, but that’s exactly what it will do, kill me. A light Philadelphia and Monterey Jack, that’s as far as my cheese experimentation will venture. I wish I liked all the different soft, hard, French, Italian cheese etc, but I don’t.
  • The spa. I wish I could take a day off for self care. Get my hair and nails done, get a full body massage, etc. Unfortunately even the thought of this “self care” day gives my introverted soul anxiety. The thought of all the small talk, having a complete stranger in my personal space, let alone being touched by a complete stranger, NO thank you! Once the girls are in bed, laptop, cat, under the covers, munchies, yes please!

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