Things I will not be doing:
Taking a photo of my outfit every day. What is going on with all these women who post a picture of what they wore each day? I’m all for showing my life on the interwebs, but posting each and every outfit? What a drag. Not only would that cause me to spend an obsessive amount of time thinking about my clothes, but then I would spend hours each day trying to make myself look slimmer, Photoshopping weird bulges and shadows. Let me just cut to the chase and tell you that I wear jeans every single day in the winter. I wear them with either boots or ballet flats. Those are the only two shoe choices. Then I wear a t-shirt with some sort of vest or sweater over the top. You can fill in the blanks however you want.
Starting a photography business. I’m not good at photography. I don’t really care that much about photography. I’m not going to start a business taking pictures of naked babies in hats that are knitted/have a gigantic flower. Apparently I’m the only mom not trying to do so professionally. I don’t get it.
Thrifting. I grew up with a super cheap mother. I learned to hate all dumpsters and garbage piled near the side of the road because I knew if my mother saw them, we would have to stop. I would wait, slumped down in my seat, praying nobody recognized our big-ass station wagon, swearing to myself that I would never pick through people’s garbage. And I have stuck to my word! No garbage picking for me! I realize that Goodwill and D.I. are not exactly garbage, but they are close enough. Going to garage sales and thrift stores triggers some sort of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder episode. I really do love a good value, and I know it’s the hot thing to redo vintage thrift. But it is psychologically impossible for me at this time.
Decorating my house in white. People sure love all-white color schemes these days. Whole houses are done in whites and creams (maybe a little grey thrown in if the people are feeling crazy.) It looks really pretty. Really. But one person’s “calm” is another person’s “boring”. I love color and pattern so much, the all-white thing doesn’t even begin to make sense to me. Plus, I would like to think about other things than if my kids are getting my white slipcovers dirty (of course they are!)
I don’t want you to feel bad if you like/do/attempt any of these things. They are just not me, you know? Are there any popular things that you will not be doing?