There aren’t enough chocolate peanut-butter swirl brownies in the world right now. This whole “twenty-something” trend sweeping the nation is pretty dead-on balls accurate and I’m moments away from buying the book that tells me how to survive them because DAYUM SHIT BE CRAY.
A personal message to the person currently blowing up my phone and email and won’t leave me alone: SORRY I’M NOT HOME RIGHT NOW I’M WALKING INTO SPIDER WEBS.
But I digress. A little. A new career with no money is super stressful, did you know? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love real estate and I continue to be fascinated with it, and I love everything I’m learning, but how do I get through this without a paycheck?
Emotionally, I’m a fiercely independent woman who never dreamed that this would ever be my financial situation.The reality is that I have to get by on maybe $400/month and rely on the support of CDR and my family, which of course they don’t mind and have been amazingly supportive, but my inability to support myself has meant that my self esteem has taken a huge hit.
Yes, cyberspace, this is a twenty-something melt-down. You are smack-dab in the middle of a melt-down. I’m not even sure what is stopping me from getting a fork and attacking the near-full pan of brownies right now.
I want to hear from other kids in their twenties. Do your goals also change daily? Are you lost in Dreamland, fantasizing about how unbelievably awesome your thirties are going to be?
My current fantasy life includes a part-time successful real estate business and a New York Times best-seller. If we survive our twenties, I vote that we get medals. Medals all around. Or maybe a little badge for each year we survive.
I know, I know. The living is all in the getting there. My getting there just involves a lot of stress baking. Oh yeah…ABOUT that.
I finally found an awesome from-scratch brownie recipe. Surprise, surprise…it’s Alton Brown’s. Hooray Alton Brown. I ran out of eggs, though, so I used ground flaxseed and water (2 1/2 tsp of ground flax seed plus 3 TBS of water equals one egg) and just had to add a little time to the baking time. OH. And I swirled about 1/4 cup of peanut butter into the batter before putting it in the oven. Can’t go wrong.
Guys, really–I’m fine. Just throwing a bit of a temper tantrum.