Mission Accomplished!
Well, now that I’ve managed to secure myself a spot in the elite group of JStreetZine.com columnists, I’ve gotta decide what to write next. Today, I’m in the mood to go to a completely different route and write about something completely opposite of music. Because, well, I can. Hehe. Anywhoo, today I’m in the mood to talk about growing up. I’ve just bought (with a boyfriend, of course, I’m not THAT financially stable) my first free-standing house. It's a little 2 bedroom, 1 bath, hot tub, huge yard cottage style thing in the middle-of-nowhere Wisconsin. How exciting! We moved in about 4 weeks ago and have been slowly getting everything put away and unpacked, making it our own.
Over the last week it has dawned on me how much I’ve changed in the last couple of years. If you would have asked me a couple summers ago where I’d be right now, I probably would have said “Partying with my friends and working part time” or some other random, young adult-type answer. Yet here I am, at 24, a homeowner. I work in the (ugh) corporate hell that is customer service, but it’s a respectable job, 9 to 5, decent pay. Go home at night to run through a load of laundry, cook dinner, feed and walk the animals, and then do some sort of household chore, like cleaning the bathroom, or yardwork, etc. Ok, sounds dull, boring, and repetitive. Yep, it is. But it also amazes me, because to tell you honestly, I don’t remember when I hit this new “mature” stage of life. It wasn’t some overnight change, I didn’t wake up one morning thinking “I really WANT to plant some new flowers in the garden today”, it just kind of happened. Scary, isn’t it? That somehow a year, or two or three can pass by and your priorities in life can change so greatly without ever noticing, until all of a sudden you wake up one morning and realize that WHOA life has really taken a turn!
It also dawned on me at some point in the last week (and I think this is what makes all these feelings so freaky) that I’m now expected to be financially independent as well. What a burden that is! Actually having to pay for EVERYTHING myself?!?! Are you nuts? I could barely manage a checkbook when I was making like $150 a week, let alone now…. But somehow, I’ve figured out how to work with the bills and the fees and the taxes and the checks and the OH MY GOD could adult life BE any more confusing? They should have offered “How to Deal with Adult Stress” classes in senior year of high school!
I’m scared half to death of all this change! I’m scared that with all these life changes I’m becoming old, and dull, and lifeless. It freaks me out that I actually enjoy gardening and housework, because it makes my house look nice. Gone are the days when I didn’t clean up, cause I didn’t have to, or because someone else was telling me to and I was rebelling. Gone are the days of take out and pizzas every night, I actually love cooking big meals now. And WOW, typing this last paragraph I’m really feeling that I’m becoming…… my mother. I hope
Over the last week it has dawned on me how much I’ve changed in the last couple of years. If you would have asked me a couple summers ago where I’d be right now, I probably would have said “Partying with my friends and working part time” or some other random, young adult-type answer. Yet here I am, at 24, a homeowner. I work in the (ugh) corporate hell that is customer service, but it’s a respectable job, 9 to 5, decent pay. Go home at night to run through a load of laundry, cook dinner, feed and walk the animals, and then do some sort of household chore, like cleaning the bathroom, or yardwork, etc. Ok, sounds dull, boring, and repetitive. Yep, it is. But it also amazes me, because to tell you honestly, I don’t remember when I hit this new “mature” stage of life. It wasn’t some overnight change, I didn’t wake up one morning thinking “I really WANT to plant some new flowers in the garden today”, it just kind of happened. Scary, isn’t it? That somehow a year, or two or three can pass by and your priorities in life can change so greatly without ever noticing, until all of a sudden you wake up one morning and realize that WHOA life has really taken a turn!
It also dawned on me at some point in the last week (and I think this is what makes all these feelings so freaky) that I’m now expected to be financially independent as well. What a burden that is! Actually having to pay for EVERYTHING myself?!?! Are you nuts? I could barely manage a checkbook when I was making like $150 a week, let alone now…. But somehow, I’ve figured out how to work with the bills and the fees and the taxes and the checks and the OH MY GOD could adult life BE any more confusing? They should have offered “How to Deal with Adult Stress” classes in senior year of high school!
I’m scared half to death of all this change! I’m scared that with all these life changes I’m becoming old, and dull, and lifeless. It freaks me out that I actually enjoy gardening and housework, because it makes my house look nice. Gone are the days when I didn’t clean up, cause I didn’t have to, or because someone else was telling me to and I was rebelling. Gone are the days of take out and pizzas every night, I actually love cooking big meals now. And WOW, typing this last paragraph I’m really feeling that I’m becoming…… my mother. I hope
