Ah, life! Gotta do it every day, people. I’ve been doing it professionally for a few years now and it’s tempting to step back and say, “I’ve got this down. I know how to live and take care of myself. I am a GROWN UP!” But then I do some things that prove I am still far from being grown up (I mean, the fact that I still use the term “grown up” instead of “adult” is a red flag, but at least it’s a step up from “big kid”). What types of things? I’m glad you asked, readers. Here are just a few (completely hypothetical) examples.
You Might Not Be
A Grown Up If You:
Eat a bowl of Life cereal with water because you are out of milk.
I’m not proud. I had already measured out the cup of cereal and put it in the bowl. I couldn’t just put it back in the box. Also, I used Brita filtered water. Only the best ’round here.
Watch Katy Perry music videos on loop and cry while you sing along.
I’m not even sure how this happened. One day, I had some free time and every intention of paying my bills and cleaning out my inbox. As I sat down to do this I thought: “I could use some background music – I’m going to listen to that new Katy Perry song…ironically, of course.” Next thing I know, I’m listening to her unplugged stuff. Fast forward 45 minutes, I’m crying and memorizing the words to my new favorite song, “Thinking of You.” Don’t judge me – it’s a jam:
Use toilet paper as toilet paper, paper towels and napkins.
Nothing says “I’m an adult” like cooking a nice, homemade Sunday dinner. My gentleman friend and I have gotten in the habit of doing this almost every week. We’ve whipped up fajitas, casseroles, lasagna! But. All of our culinary accomplishments are undermined when we sit down to the table to enjoy our meal and place a strip of Charmin Ultra across our laps. I don’t know that there’s much more I can say about that. *Sigh*