HAS the moment finally come? To sort your shit out and find the new, better you? Will it last until Thursday?
No more scrolling your ex-boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend’s brother’s Instagram into the small hours. You’ll be loaded on chamomile tea and asleep by 10pm, only using Instagram to post about your smug life choices. Until you realise Netflix at night is far preferable to yoga at dawn and apps that listen to you breathe all night are creepy.
No more wasting time ransacking the house for your keys, wallet or sense of self-worth. You’re implementing goddamn systems. Meal plans on the fridge, dishwashers stacked according to YouTube, clothes folded practically before they’re off. For a day-and-a-half, before you decide embracing chaos is key to your identity.
Farewell to the impatient, teeth-clenching monster getting passive-agressive to baristas who f**k up coffee orders, moving to openly agressive when it’s suggested you chill out, it’s just a latte. From now on, you’ll inhale deeply and go to your happy place when the next cinema seat to you has nachos. Until Wednesday when you headbutt a bus stop.
Focus on others
When did you last think about other people? And not in a ‘she cannot pull off that top’ way? That changes today. The new you is generous, caring, giving, holding open doors, sharing with strangers, handing fivers to the homeless. The old you comes back with a bang on Thursday when a taxi driver gives you the Vs and you think ‘f**k that prick’.
Health and wellness
The world is falling apart, but that doesn’t mean your body needs to. Cut the junk, throw away those secret fags, exercise and buy an eight-pound bag of chia seeds to be all your snacks from now on. Tell everyone how much better life is when you only eat food that tastes awful. Hope your friends are forgiving when you’re caught eating a McFlurry in 48 hours’ time.