Mother Nature — I knew it had to become winter sometime, but couldn’t we have eased into it? Fourteen degrees is not what I wanted to encounter this morning.

Skin — I’ve done everything to appease you. I have washed, lotioned and cared for you just as I should. I did nothing to deserve the breakout on my chin. Nothing! You are 24 years old. I suggest you start acting like it.

Shoes — Why do you hurt me? I know you’re just a smidge higher than I usually wear to work but I really thought you would pull through. Apparently you are made for the walk from the car to the bar and nothing more. You are so beautiful on the outside, yet your true colors are showing.

Fridge — Why are you so empty? Why can’t you just fill yourself up? I really don’t want to go shopping for you. And I absolutely cannot go after work. I’m wearing beautiful yet evil shoes. I refuse to walk around a grocery store.

I refuse.