Get Ready to Laugh – Hilarious November Quotes
November is like a surprise party for introverts – it’s dull and uneventful.
November – the only month where both the weather and my social life are equally depressing.
November: reminding you that your summer body is still a work in progress.
November, the month where my motivation for life plummets faster than the temperature outside.
November: the month where the leaves fall and so do my hopes and dreams.
November: the month where I spend more time in bed than awake.
November – the month where I turn into a human burrito, wrapped in layers of clothing.
November: the month where I spend more on hot beverages than groceries.
November: the month where I have to tackle both falling leaves and falling motivation.
November: the month where my hibernation instincts kick in.
November is like the Monday of the year – long, endless, and soul-crushing.
November: when the only thing spooky is the lack of motivation to do anything productive.
November is like a bad hair day, but for an entire month.
November: the month where I go from ‘pumpkin spice’ to ‘I can’t even.’
November: the month where I start using my oven more as a source of warmth than for cooking.
November: the only month where I understand the appeal of bears and their hibernation habits.
November: the month where I tried to grow a beard but realized I can only manage a patchy mustache.
November: the awkward transition period where my Halloween decorations clash with my Christmas ones.
November: where my motivation for exercise is as absent as the sun.
November: the month where I question if my car is even worth it, considering how long it takes to defrost.
November: the month where I cheat on my diet with Thanksgiving leftovers.
November: the month where I give up on trying to look put together and embrace the ‘just rolled out of bed’ look.
November: the month where I start planning my New Year’s resolutions and promptly forget about them by December.
November: the month where I contemplate joining a gym but then realize I can just hibernate instead.
November: the month where my body decides it’s time to store fat for the long winter ahead.
November: when I’m thankful for sweatpants that can accommodate my expanding waistline.
November: the month where I spend more time online shopping for winter clothes than actually going outside.
November: where my Netflix queue becomes longer than my to-do list.
November: when I realize I’ve already broken all my ‘New Year, New Me’ promises from January.
November: the month where I eat enough Thanksgiving dinner to qualify for hibernation.
November: the month where I question why I ever complained about summer heat when winter cold is so much worse.
November: the month where my energy level is colder than the weather outside.
November: the month where I switch from ‘fall fashion’ to ‘survival mode’ attire.
November: the month where I’m thankful for oversized sweaters that can hide my extra holiday weight.
November: the month where I realize ‘winter body’ is just a polite way of saying ‘hibernation preparation.’
November: the month where my social life hibernates along with my motivation.
November: the month where I understand why bears hibernate and consider joining them.
November: the month where I’m grateful for holidays, so I have an excuse to avoid socializing with people.
November: the month where I start counting the days until spring and fantasizing about sunny beaches.
November: the month where I regret not investing in a heated blanket sooner.
November: where my attempts to be productive end up as fall through as the leaves outside.
November: the month where I rely on my slow cooker to get me through the cold nights and lazy days.
November: the month where I discover new levels of laziness and zero desire to leave my cozy bed.
November: the time of year where I redefine my fashion sense from ‘style’ to ‘survival.’
November: the month where I regret setting 7am alarms and opt for ‘snooze’ repeatedly instead.
November: where I spend more money on hot cocoa than anything else in my budget.
November: the month where my hair is permanently stuck in the ‘static cling’ state.
November: the month where my favorite activity is staying indoors and pretending to be a productive adult.
November: the month where my umbrella becomes my most trusted companion.
November: the month where my motivation and will to leave the bed are at an all-time low.