Earlier this year, Taylor and I were talking together about a trip I was considering going on with some other ladies I didn't know very well. As we talked, I explained that I was nervous about riding alone with a lady who was much older than me. I was afraid it would be awkward since I didn't know her very well. But what I said to Taylor was, "I don't want to ride all the way up there with just me and an adult". "Kristin...", Taylor replied, "
you are an adult too". I chuckled and said, "Oh yeah..."
Every time I think about that conversation, I crack up. It was so funny to me that I really was worried about being alone with an adult, when I am 25 (then 24) years old.
But honestly, I don't feel like an adult. I feel like a 16-year-old who just happens to be married, rent a home, have a job, and have three dogs. That feels much more realistic than the fact that I am 25!
I saw this quote on Pinterest the other day and was in love! This is me in a nutshell.
Can anyone else relate? I mean, how did we go from high school, homework, getting our learners permits and drivers licences, having curfews, and worrying about whether so-and-so would ask us to prom, to having all these responsibilities: errands to run, bills to pay, rooms to clean, mouths to feed, etc?
Adulting has it's perks. Adulting made it feasible for me to marry my best friend. Adulting allowed me to be able to fully make my own decisions. Adulting allowed me to foster and adopt our fur-babies. It has it's charms, and for those charms, I am thankful.
But adulting is also very hard. I often find myself looking for an adultier adult. My mommy, for instance. She'll save the day, right? But at some point, I have to suck it up and be an adultier adult too.
I don't really have a solution to the challenges of adulting. I suppose we just have to band together and try to successfully adult. Who's with me?!
Happy Friday and happy adulting!
