Following on from my previous post about taking a bite out of everything, sometimes I wonder if I’m doing Adult wrong.
Get your minds out of the gutter. Sheesh, you lot, can’t take you anywhere.
What I mean is, do all adults just pretend to be grown ups, or am I doing something wrong? You see, I’m in my mid-thirties, I don’t have kids, I don’t own property and I don’t have a full time grown up job. (The latter, of course, is the result of going back to uni full time to do my doctorate, but you get the idea.)
I don’t feel like a grown up. And, going on the reaction when people find out my age, I’m pretty sure I don’t look and act like one. (Might have something to do with my love of plastic accessories and my sense of humour.)
I imagine if you have kids then you have to act like a grown up and make your bed every single day. And do the washing up every single night. And not eat dinner on the couch because the table is covered with mannequin hands and tulle. Setting a good example, blah blah.
I just thought I’d feel different, you know? More, um, grown up.