Life is 90% maintenance

I was standing in the bathroom plucking my eyebrows, one of my least favorite things to do, when the words of my mom resounded in my head. Life is 90% maintenance. So annoying. My car won't start and is sitting in my driveway, I'm watching the style network finding out what new makeup and clothes I'm supposed to be adding to my wardrobe, and figuring out where my next rent check is coming from. Our we really mean business website is requiring more and more work, I have class projects piling up, and I need to trek to the review (school newspaper) to collect and redo ads for this week. I'm ready for that 10% payoff.