Auditing My Life as a Single Mum (Findings: Too Many Noodles, Not Enough Vegetables)
I’ve started auditing my life. Not because I’m thriving. Not because I’ve “found balance”. But because the numbers were no longer adding up and I don’t ignore discrepancies — even when the balance sheet is my own nervous system. This is not a glow-up. This is a restructuring exercise. Why an audit? When things start feeling off, people usually say: “You need a break” “You’re doing amazing” “Have you tried manifesting?” I prefer facts. Audits don’t care about vibes. They care about what’s actually happening. So I opened the books. Audit Adjustments This Quarter Noodles → vegetables Alcohol → herbal tea “I’ll remember that” → writing it down immediately Skipping meals → eating like I’m legally responsible for someone’s survival Pushing through → pausing before I lose my mind Reacting → regulating “It’s fine, I’ll deal with it later” → this is now accruing interest No judgement. No shame. Just reclassification. Assets (surprisi...