5 Things I Can No Longer Keep In My Home

I would love to think that I’m a full, mature adult, capable of living day-to-day with any temptation I keep in the sordid depths of my cabinets, but alas — I am not that person. Yet. As for now, there are a few specific things that I know, as much as I am sure of death and taxes, that I just need to keep the hell away from myself for my own sanity. Until further notice, these are those items.

1. Nutella

The Italian candy manufacturer Ferrero SpA (makers of Nutella, the Kinder line, and Ferrero Rocher) is a confectioner specializing in the combination of chocolate, hazelnut, and, ostensibly, crack cocaine. They have created a line of products intended only to leave us staring at our chocolate-covered faces in our bedrooms at 2 a.m. and ask ourselves, in all sincerity, where things went so terribly wrong. Aside from the fact that there never is a good reason to buy Nutella in the first place, its very presence in my cabinet only ensures a several-step process in my inevitable, chocolatey, downward spiral.

  • Opening the jar: “Mmmm, I think I’ll have some of this on toast with a coffee and a nice glass of orange juice. What a nice little start to my day.”
  • 1/4 eaten: “I bet this would be good if I spread it on a couple apple slices for an afternoon snack. And, what ho! I was right. Delicious and simple, what a miracle product, this Nutella.”
  • 1/2 eaten: “What would happen if I dipped Oreos into this? Uh oh, can’t reach that far into the jar without smearing some on my fingers. Whatever, I’ll just lick it off later. Omnomnomnom.”
  • 3/4 eaten: “What a terrible day. And I don’t even have anything to put my Nutella on. Screw it, where’s a spoon?”

Yes, not a single jar of Nutella in my house has been finished any other way than in depressing spoonfuls on my bed/ couch. I cannot, in good conscience, do this to myself again.

2. Sex and the City DVDs

Here’s the thing about SatC — I have seen every episode at least four times. My select favorites (about half the series) have been viewed around 10 times. And the thing is, I am somehow capable of convincing myself, upon every viewing, that the outcome will not be exactly the same as it was the last time. I’ll still imagine Trey and Charlotte will conceive, Carrie will end up with Aidan, and Miranda will start paying attention to her kid occasionally. And when I sit down for a light session (for example, I will decide to watch the episodes with small-penis James) I will inevitably find myself, at 4 a.m., having gone through several seasons, yelling at my computer screen about how much of a pretentious fop The Russian is. I have been moved to tears when Harry proposes to Charlotte at least a dozen times — I honestly didn’t know that was physically possible before this series. Sex and the City episodes are the Pringles of the emotionally pandering chick TV-world. Once you pop, you can’t — actually, forget that metaphor. They’re addictive.

3. The Sims

Some people grew out of The Sims. Some people hit a crucial point in their transition into adulthood that caused them to understand, on a very rational level, that these babbling computer people with the floating diamonds over their heads were, in fact, not real. These “adults,” as you may call them, accept the fact that daily lives and struggles of their Sims have no bearing on their actual lives.

I am not one of these people. For example, far more recently than I’d like to admit, I had painstakingly created a family that closely resembled my own, and was taking very good care of it. It even included my grandmother and some close family friends — it was a little commune of sorts, and I loved it. And then my Father Sim set the kitchen, and subsequently himself, on fire. He died in a pixely blaze, and I cried. I cried a lot, and for a long time. I became consumed with reconstructing this happy little Sim family, and it took up a significant amount of my personal time and emotional energy. I became extremely upset when my Sim and my boyfriend Sim didn’t fall in Sim love, and I got violently angry at a neighbor Sim who was cheating on his overworked wife. The Sims is not good for me, and I must keep myself away from it at all costs.

4. “Indoor” shoes

Let’s just say that flip-flops, Ugg boots, hard-soled slippers, and any other shoe of this type falls into this category. Whether for hot or cold weather, they are the shoes that no self-respecting adult should go out and about in, but are so comfortable and convenient as to rest, indefinitely, in one’s closet. I find myself often finding excuses to wear them, telling myself that no other human with a bearing on my life is truly going to see me in them. If I’m hungover for example, I’ll throw on my Uggs and walk to the corner store for a ginger ale. But then the corner store turns into grabbing lunch, which turns into running a few errands, which turns into meeting a friend for a drink, and before I know it I catch myself in a reflective surface while out and about and I am wearing Uggs and black leggings.

For the record, let it be stated that Ugg boots and black leggings never were and never will be an outfit of any acceptable variety. Though I have, in my weaker moments, indulged in this, the Chicken McNugget of dressing oneself, I know that it was deeply wrong, and I will try my very hardest not to do it in the future.

5. Bottles of wine

There are most definitely good reasons to have wine at one’s disposal. When friends come by, when you’re making a nice dinner, when you have a nice evening of movies and snacks planned to end a hard week — they’re all good times to open up a bottle. Wine is wonderful and we should all drink it. But keeping random bottles of cheap, not particularly tasty wine around the house leads to one thing and one thing alone: Sad Gal Drinking Hour. (And nobody likes a Sad Gal.)

Things I would be doing with the wine, if I’d saved it for a nice occasion amongst loved ones:

  • Laughing
  • Eating well
  • Sharing in happy memories
  • Kissing (maybe)
  • Falling into a contented, wine-soaked slumber

What I will be doing as I finish that wine, alone, in my room:

  • Looking at ex-boyfriends’ Facebooks
  • Dancing to Akon, alone, in front of my laptop
  • Texting people how much I miss them
  • Eating half a rotisserie chicken and a jar of Nutella
  • Taking photobooth pictures of myself holding a glass of wine (WHAT IS THE URGE TO DO THIS!?)
  • Blaming society for my problems
  • Blogging about my feelings

I think it’s for the best, in the future, if I just buy wine on the evening I know I’m gonna drink it — or start getting more bottles that are worth saving (the few nice ones I have have had some close calls, though, so I’d better be careful). TC mark

image – The Sims 2

Chelsea Fagan

Chelsea Fagan founded the blog The Financial Diet. She is on Twitter.


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  • Christina

    So with you on the Nutella and the wine thing….dangerous territory!

  • Anonymous


    Yep, finding stuff to eat with it is just an excuse. Anything goes with Nutella. Including bare fingers.

  • Robert L.

    Nutella is delicious. Absolutely delicious. Worth keeping in the house, if you ask me.

  • Zak

    so did you have a bottle of wine while posting this?

  • Nopers

    “This, the Chicken McNugget of dressing oneself.”

    LOL true

  • LLK710

    I cannot describe how much I love/can relate to this post, hahaha. Awesome, totally awesome.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000562823795 Joyce Er

    I eat Nutella by dipping Pocky in it. : needless to say, weight gain.

    • http://twitter.com/mung_beans Mung Beans


  • http://www.nosexcity.com NoSexCity

    The “blaming society for my problems/blogging about my feelings” at the end were ace. A very good list, indeed.

  • Ashley

    I swear, The Sims is the worst addiction in the world. Glad to know I’m not the only one who hasn’t “grown out of it”

  • Katie Darter

    goddammit chelsea fagan! i thought you were describing me…. i mean really, how did you get so accurate with all those details? wait, does every twenty-something-girl have the same vices?!!!!

  • http://www.tinacris.ca Cristina

    “Taking photobooth pictures of myself holding a glass of wine (WHAT IS THE URGE TO DO THIS!?).”

    So glad I’m not alone. Now let’s never speak of this again.

  • mashka

    haha in my recent purge of half my stuff at my apartment, I begrudgingly threw out my old Ugg boots- which FOR THE RECORD I got for only $20 at a consignment store so I didn’t even pay full price for them but anyway… I realized how embarrassing they truly were when I found myself wearing them TO WORK one day and of course getting comment after snarl after disapproving scowl from coworkers. UM SORRY I wanted to be comfortable?

    But yes I hung my head in shame all the way home, Charlie Brown style, and realized it was time to send them out to pasture.

  • mashka

    Also A+ on the SATC description- glad I’m not alone. But this is often combined with the nutella AND the wine so idk… it’s a downward spiral for me that I doubt I’ll be able to escape.

  • https://twitter.com/iamthepuddles Jordana Bevan

    excellent, as always

  • Anonymous

    So this is actually I list of things I /should/ no longer keep in my apartment but do anyway because I have no shame and also life is hard and I should be able to watch my SATC dvds while wearing my uggs, drinking too much wine, eating nutella by the spoonful, and recreating my life (except better) on The Sims whilst bawling my eyes out.

    Which is a fairly accurate description of my last few Friday nights. #dark

  • Ashwow2000

    Wait, who is small penis James. I must have missed an article.

    • Yamel

      Small penis James is a character Samantha dates in Sex and the City!!!

  • Morgan Alldredge

    Chelsea you and I may be the same person… As a grown up all of these still tempt me. 

  • http://goldenday.tumblr.com Kia Etienne

    oh my god Chels this is my LIFE!
    now to go back to my Sim’s life.

  • Yamel

    I love this! Love the way you write, the way you completely describe me and it’s a nice (and a bit creepy) to see that people also partake in these rituals!! haha. It’s like the episode of Sex and the City when Carrie talks about single girl behavior!! This must fall into that category. haha!!

  • http://karyninny.com/ karyn

    At what point do you put the Nutella on the rotisserie chicken? Love this piece. 

    • mashka

      that sounds oddly appetizing actually

      • returnguest

        It actually is. Meat and chocolate is a very good combination. Try it! :)

  • http://twitter.com/RyaninAustralia Ryan Culliver

    Why is wine so temperamental! My wine is moody too! 

  • http://www.facebook.com/t.jason.ham Jason Ham

    “Uh oh, can’t reach that far into the jar without smearing some on my fingers.”


    • Kobayashi

      You’ve obviously never seen a Nutella jar. 

      • http://www.facebook.com/t.jason.ham Jason Ham

        K dunno about whereever the hell you live but in Canada they get MAD skinny in the middle and as someone who enjoys dipping shit, it is so frustrating.

  • best guest

    Don’t you live in Paris? And you wear Uggs and black leggings? Concurrently? Do French people…spit on you? 

    • Anonymous

      look man i had a hangover that could kill a horse and i needed to get my pringles, i’m not here to be judged

  • Gazeclear

    this is definitely one of fav pieces you’ve done,
    i watch the SATC finale over and over and cry every time at the end during the “you’ve got the love” scene. i can’t believe i just wrote that.

  • Max

    What’s wrong with flip-flops? Granted, I wouldn’t wear them into a boardroom meeting (or in the kitchen, usually), but those fuckers are damn comfy and versatile.

    • Nick

      Seriously. Nothing wrong with flip flops.

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