We often complain about adulting. It’s so hard, we say. We have so many responsibilities. And what about all that financial stuff? So on and so on. And it’s true. Becoming an adult goes hand in hand with responsibilities, heavy mornings and sad sundays. I thought I would change the way we view these things and make them something positive. What’s so fun about responsibilities and what do I like about being an adult?
Having responsibilities has it’s pros and cons. It really isn’t all bad. Yes, there are so many things you are responsible for now, but it also feel nice. Like a real adult, you know? I never ever thought that I would do certain stuff without crying, and look at me now! I’m actually adulting. Ok, wait, I do cry when there’s another envelop from the (Dutch) IRS on the floor.
Having to work every day
Yes, really. I don’t mind working day in, day out. Not anymore, at least. If you asked me two years ago how I felt about working fulltime, I would’ve said you could put that question back to where the sun don’t shine (sorry, old memories are making me sad and angry). But now, I’m totally ok with it. That, of course, has everything to do with my current perspective on life, the work that I do and my colleagues. Even the 45 minutes to and the 45 minutes from work I don’t mind. Adulting!
Driving a car
Another subject I didn’t feel the need to talk about ten years ago. I felt driving a car was unnessecary, stupid and scary. Even after I got my license I kind of felt the same way, but I still had to do it. I hated driving for another six months despite the fact that I drove every day. Since about three years me and my car are doing pretty well. Especially now that I have my dream car. Until I have to park the darn thing ;-).
Home made meals
I seem to have disliked a lot of things when I was younger. Mostly because I was scared I think. Same goes for cooking home made dinners. I thought I couldn’t cook, so I preferred not to do it. Until a couple of years ago. I then started to experiment and I realized that I’m actually an ok cook. I still don’t love making steaks, but everything else is not bad!
The responsibility for a pet
Before I was twenty I didn’t really have an opinion on pets. I liked dogs and cats were ok, but I didn’t need a pet. That changed when I got my cat Fabrizio. Suddenly I loved, loved, loved cats and taking caring of them. I felt like it was the most important thing in the world. And I still do. Although Fabrizio died a year and a half ago, I absolutely feel the same about my sweet Buttons. I feel the constant need to make sure that she’s doing ok, that she has everything she needs and that she can live the life she deserves. Really, these kinds of responsibilities make you a better person.
Knowledge of human nature/character
The older you get, the more you see how things really are. I still don’t always understand people, but my knowledge about how they are is growing. I know soon enough when someone is real or not. And I know soon enough when someone has good intentions and when he/she doesn’t. You learn to judge characters by falling down and getting up again. I have fallen down a lot, but nowadays I’m mostly standing up. I think I’m even confident enough to say I’m stable. In this area. I’m still not always stable when it comes to my emotions, haha. Hi, I’m a rollercoaster!
Getting to decide when to go to bed
My absolute favorite! I love the fact that I get to decide when I will go to bed. Yes, I have been doing that for quite some years. That’s true. But I still love it. No more parents who say ‘Johanne, shouldn’t be going to bed?’. The joke is of course that now I go to bed at around 8 on a regular basis. Yes, it’s true. We love going to bed early, to talk a little, read and relax before going to sleep. Now that the sun is out a little longer, we like to go to bed a little later though. At around ten. Total madness, I know. Not to worry, we make up for it in the weekend. Not that we go to bed at three in the morning, but you know. After twelve at least. <insert cool smiley here>
What do you love about being an adult?