Thursday, January 7, 2010

Confessions of a real adult - take 1

Every now and again I have brief moments when I suddenly remember that I'm an adult. Sadly, they are usually the most insignificant moments in life- like when my AAA membership comes due, or when I have just laid down to bed and realized the candle is still burning in the other room and I have to get up again, or even just when the paper towels run out and my conscience reminds me that a responsible adult doesn't leave it for the next person to replace. Sigh. I can't even remember when I accepted adulthood. Have I? All I know is that I have cried once or twice in the past about having to grow up. Like, full on cried. How's that for a confession?

(Side note: there is a guy down the hall right now that looks exactly like Wesley from the Princess Bride. Mustache. Greasy blond bowl cut. Ok, he's gone now.)

Adulthood boggles my mind. It is simultaneously amazing and horrible. For example, in the spring of last year when I found myself on a consulting project in Singapore I wondered if life could get more awesome. However, a year earlier as I was paying upwards of five grand to replace the boiler in my house (I know, who has a boiler anymore?), I wished and prayed for a time warp machine to take me back to pre-school days when the worlds biggest problems revolved around whether there would be snacks. Am I the only one perplexed by the constant contradiction?

My brain hurts.

Anyhoo, the point is that I am an adult. Like it or not. And I deal with hard things daily. But I still like Disney movies. And my joints hurt. MY JOINTS. I go now.


Sylvia said...

BYjU, I MISS YOU!!!* I've been thinking about you a lot lately (since we apartment-pray for your husband every night [unless Christy forgets {she's a heathren like that sometimes}]) and how I've been ruined for life because I can now never eat overcooked chicken or salmon. But oh, how I enjoyed your ruination.

*Rhyming provided for no additional charge.

K. Marie Criddle said...

I love, I FEEL this. I'm a business card carrying adult now myself and I STILL get really concerned about whether or not there will be snacks at any given time/place. I need a cookie.

IRockButImSad said...

speaking of being a real adult i probably wont ever be one but if you want to check up on your little bro you can find my blogger at so now we can stay connected even when I never call

Ally said...

i <3 princess bride