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I posted a few of my “first world problems” yesterday on Facebook and clearly defined them as first world problems. However, it appears that some people don’t understand that I realized that what I was complaining about was absolutely ridiculous and totally unimportant in the scheme of things. Pretty sure I know that my lack of a fully charged iPhone or that I have to take the 6:30am flight instead of the 8:00am flight on my next tropical vacation isn’t even on the same scale as the millions of starving kids in Africa. I get it. I do. I have “real” problems too. But that doesn’t mean I’ve never going to talk about my first world problems again. I mean this is my blog and all.
So with that said, I’m going to post some of my “problems” of late and I want you to share yours too. I’ll start:
~My cleaning girl got to my house late yesterday so WB and I had to drive around for like a half an hour after we dropped L off at school before we could go home.
~I couldn’t get World Series tickets.
~My Birchbox always comes after everyone else gets theirs.
~My mailman sometimes doesn’t get to my house till after 4pm!
~California Pizza Kitchen was out of diet coke. Seriously, this made me cry when it happened. The horror.
~My DVR didn’t record Modern Family last night.
~They didn’t have my size in the Manolo’s, so I had to get the Choo’s(*).
Allright, now it’s your turn. Let’s hear them!
(*) This isn’t actually my problem. But I want it to be.