Rachel's inability to adult efficiently

I am 20 years old and I am still not entirely sure how anyone can get the hang of this adult business. I live out of home, I work, I have a car, I'm "independent" but I am also useless at being a responsible adult. 

Definition; 

Adult: A person that is fully grown or developed. 

I am fully grown ( I suppose) but developed ? I'm a little rusty.....

I miss the days where there was always food in the house. Opening the cupboards to full loaves of fresh bread, abundances of crisp fruits, theee varieties of muesli bars and twenty different flavoured cereals *drools*. Not I open my cupboard and I see two minute noodles, tuna cans, pasta packets, rice, tea bags and cuppa soups (all cheap and nasty). Some nights im either too lazy to cook, go to the store or I'm so low on money that I'm forced to be creative. I've eaten things for dinner like boiled rice and soy sauce (if I'm lucky I'll find and throw in a can on tuna), I've had potatoes mashed into patties with cheese and tuna and sometimes I'll just crack open and eat a can of tuna. (Not sure why tuna features in all of these examples but you'll understand it one day if you like the canned goodness and you're living out of home on a budget). 

I never understood the pain of paying bills until I first hand had to deal with my phone getting cut off. It's not always because I'm low on money either.... It's more along the lines of I'm forgetful and Vodafone are really terrible at reminding me to pay them. Another bill I can't seem to get right is paying my tolls when I drive to the city, I go and have a great adventure and then come home and completely forget about the tollways and by the time I finally spark memory to take care of them the bastards have tripled in price. (*sigh* *removes kidney to sell in order to pay tolls*)

Adulthood I've found is also a lot of cleaning that I seem to be really talented at avoiding, like cleaning out the inside of my car, neatly folding/hanging up my clothes and scrubbing the shower. The worst part is there is no one to bark at you to do it, and as annoying as nagging parents may seem they are good at making you get the job done regardless of how tedious and time consuming the chore is. 

A scheduled bed time has also become a blurred memory since passing over into the world of adulthood. Last night I fell asleep around 3:45am, tonight I'm up typing at 12:11am, some nights I just ignore the need to sleep at all. I'm patiently waiting for the day I'll become a responsible woman and retire myself to bed at 9:30pm so I can get a "good nights sleep". Just joking that sounds boring, but I do wonder what being awake and alert feels like without having to constantly pump caffeine through my lethargic veins.

Anyway in short I fell headfirst into this adult business and I've found I'm really bad at it and I think I may in the near future have to hire a full time babysitter to watch over me because this is getting out of hand. 

Stay safe everyone and never grow up, save yourself before it's too late. 

Rachel 💋

The driving report

It's been around 14 months now since I (finally) got my licence on the first (fourth) try. In that time I have only slightly got better but can still not understand how I could be so shocking at such a basic human skill. 

Last night whilst driving to Melbourne and back I realised how bad my road rage can get. I also realised I am not In a position where I should be allowed to give other drivers any form of driving tips but here I am and I have compiled a list of things other drivers do that royally get my blood boiling !!!. But I am also all about equality and I also wrote a list of what I do that I constantly get flipped off at for. 

idosyncricies of the other drivers;

* Not turning off their high beam lights when passing me on a dark road. This causes me to go temporarily blind for 5 seconds and then have that two littles orbs floating in my vision interrupting my view of the road. Not okay. Not nice. 

* Bullying me to go faster. Abusing me from behind on the freeway when IM DOING THE SPEEDLIMIT (the law) and trying to pressure me into switching lanes. No sir. If you're so in need to rush don't let me stop YOU from switching lanes. Jerk. 

* Failure to read other cars obvious actions When the car behind can obviously see I'm (trying) to reverse parellel park (which is really hard) but decides anyway to get up so close to my bum that I cant possibly reverse back more than an inch so I'm forced to make alternate parking arrangements. 

Hans Englebert (picture below) and I; 

* Poor judgement We went into the middle of the intersection with the intention to turn right but the light goes red. What would you do? Apparently the Hans and Rachel duo decide to just sit their and let people go around. (I now know that was the wrong choice)

* Failure to shoulder check my driving teacher explained blind spots in my lessons but I didn't pay huge attention because I couldn't understand how anyone could be that stupid to completely miss seeing a car on the road..... 

The amount of times I've scared myself and a car to the right of me due to me trying to change lanes but not checking Hans blind spot is not a number I should legally disclose. 

Overall review; People suck but I also suck. I award myself a C- in driving ability.

Have a fab week everyone, and stay safe on the roads. 

Rachel 💋

- the infamous Hans Englebert and Rachel Maree duo - 

Admitting I have a problem; Love is in the hair

For anyone who knows me, they know I have a very slight (large) obsession with my hair. The amount of time that ive spent at the hairdressers in the last few years I could have learnt a second language. It's honestly not that bad of an obsession though guys.... (Lies)

I don't know quite what draws me to it so much. Whether it be the anticipation for the arrival of the appointment date and time, or if its the nifty cape I get to wear (whilst in my head pretending I'm at hogwarts). It could even be the stinging smell of peroxide in my nose or the quiet snip of the scissors cutting my hair and letting my offcut locks skydive to their final resting place. 

It's the first thing I notice on a person. I look for the style, the inspiration, the colour, the upkeep and the bounce or lack their of. It can make or break my first impression drastically. 

Over the years I've had my fair share of hair experiments. I've gone dark, a blue fringe, grey, blonde, once I even went a little crazy and went purple for a week. I've had long hair, a bob, a side fringe, a front fringe, buzzed back and sides. I went through a lady bun phase (female man bun) I've done pretty much everything but go red and dreads. 

My advice for you today is to try out a haircut or style you've been wanting to do forever. Don't listen to the critics, do you! And if you hate it I'm living proof that you can change it in a few hours alone time with your trusty hairdresser. (*hint hint* i recommend highly going a pixie cut.. But I may be bias)

Anyway Here's a small snippet of a few of my hair styles that I've loved over the years. 

Have a fabulous weekend guys, 

Rachel 💋

No date. No problem.

In light of my lack of date today on "the most romantic day of the year" (If you didn't read that sarcastically please read it again in a sarcastic tone before continuing) here's a throwback to prom 2012. 

Being an exchange student in a foreign country  I was cocky and put under false pretences that it would be easy to find a date to the prom.... I was very wrong. I did try, I actually tried really hard to find a date. After I shed many tears my friend Sascha had the brilliant idea that we should not miss the dance but instead go together as friends. 

The day rolled around and we went all out, we bought each other corsages, we got photos done and it was actually an amazing night despite my initial disappoint that not a single boy in the whole school (of 2000 students) wanted to take the poor lonely Australian girl to prom. 

The reason I bring this up today on Valentine's Day is because if (like me) you don't have a boyfriend, husband, girlfriend, partner, child, cat, fish or teddy bear to love today and in whom will return the love, don't let it get you down!. I know those rotten memes are rude, you know the ones that say things like "Don't get sad on Valentine's Day, no one loves you any other day of the year either". They're harsh, but honestly they are right, Please don't sit inside moping and crying into your tub of icecream. Instead do what I did for prom and pick yourself up, dust yourself off and find a not so traditional way to spend the occasion. You never know. It could surprise you! 

Rachel 💋

The long quest to contentment

Over the last few years I have had this big question; "what is contentment and how do I find it?". I have been through many trial and error attempts and I am still not there. I have asked friends and family in passing this same question and I've been told that you never truly do find contentment and it's a work in progress your whole life. This seems like a fair enough answer. 

A few thoughts I've had though, that I for some reason believed could fulfil this need are relationships, fitness and money. Here are my findings;

Relationships: I have tried to find a boyfriend. I have baked for, gifted, surprised, tried to love so many people I think I have think I've been through more boys than toothbrushes in the last two years. It's obviously not working, whatever I'm doing. The sad thing is that it's leaving me in more hurt than happiness. So my 2016 goal is to give up. I'm going to 120% focus on me and if a boy turns up out no where great and if they dont, even better. 

Fitness: I trained myself to the point of exhaustion in 2014, so much so that I lost my love for the "gym scene" and I gave it up completely. I juiced the happiness out of my training and what was left was an empty corpse of a hobbie that left me feeling resentment towards it. So this year, I'm going to start it up again, but I'm going to go slow, I'm going to try different exercises and different sports. Im going to do it for my health and happiness instead of for competition. 

Money: I worked my butt off over 2015. Minimal days off, long hours, lots of tears where lost in exchange for money. The funny thing is I didn't save much of it, I blew it, God knows where but I blew it. I literally have nothing to show for all my hard work. I was greedy and I spent it greedily. 2016 I am of course going to work but I'm not going to strain myself, I'm going to take time to adventure, to learn, to explore with the money that I make. 

This is my promise for 2016; this is the year of me and the next chapter in the story of my journey to contentment.