I have officially been
in the adult world for a little while. Not very long, but I do believe that I
now have some experience of it. I don’t think being grown up is quite all it’s
cracked up to be when you’re a kid, but at the same time, there are certain
advantages, such as being allowed to get married, and not having a bedtime or
curfew (instead, you get to choose to go to bed at ten o’clock).
I was thinking to
myself, what is the worst part about being an adult? If I could prevent myself
from experiencing, for the rest of my life, any aspect of adulthood, what would
it be? The definitive answer came to me rather quickly. The worst part about
being an adult is not that you have monthly bills for water, electricity, and
housing. It’s not that you are now responsible for making sure the housework, yard
work, and cooking gets done at appropriate times, for the autonomy involved in
that can actually be fun. It’s not that you have to figure out car insurance
and Secretary of State Offices and taxes. It’s not that you have to get a job—although,
truth be told, I’ve never had a full-time job, but people tell me they aren’t the
worst thing in the world. No, having your own place to live, which you are
financially responsible for, and making your own decisions about what to eat
everyday is rather fun.
No, the worst thing
about being an adult is buying toilet paper. Or ibuprofen. Or scrub brushes,
dish soap, ironing boards, bleach, textbooks, and socks. There’s just something
a little sad about spending money on things you wish you didn’t really have a
need for in the first place. They are by far the least exciting thing to spend
your paycheck on, but you can’t live without them. Yeah, I think I’ve
discovered the worst thing about being an adult.
Of course, this may
just be me. When I was in high school, and worked odd secretarial and
babysitting jobs for my cash, I only had to spend my money on the fun stuff—like
dresses, jewelry, snacks, and birthday presents for my siblings. My parents
bought all the necessities of life. Now I go to the grocery store and buy
oatmeal and laundry soap. It’s an inevitable part of life, but I think the
advantages of being grown up help make up for it.
to me, the worst thing about being a grown up in realizing that your body is aging. my husband and i took his sister and our boys to an amusement park last week. i'm not even 30 yet, but i could tell a vast difference in how my body could tolerate roller coasters as opposed to only 6 or 7 years ago.
Yeah, I don't think I've quite got to the "aging" part yet, but I also do not handle roller coasters the way I did when I was a kid either. I went to Cedar Point for my honeymoon, but I let my husband go on many of the big roller coasters by himself!
Hey you're still young, embrace it lady!!
xo Shane
adult life...so true about the bills-but it becomes second nature-). I think the hardest part about it is striving to please Christ only rather than everyone else in the world...love the farm house by the way!
-Allison
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Toilet paper is the one of the annoying things to buy. Napkins I believe is another one. Being an adult is fun. I guess if we just buy toilet paper in bulk then we wouldn't have to go through this emotional issue as often. -Angel
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