I turn 24 tomorrow.
I have 2 children and an “other half”.
Does this make me grown up?
I don’t think it does. I don’t feel grown up. I don’t have a house of my own. I don’t have a mortgage, a veggie patch, an amazing SMEG Fridge.
We live in a unit on the bad side of town.
I still find myself saying “when I grow up…”
I still giggle about farts in public. I giggle about most things that are inappropriate in public, actually.
I love playing Dungeons and Dragons/World of Warcraft/Feng Shui
But, in the same token –
I recently gave tattoodaddy an ultimatum to quit smoking.
I don’t drink because I just don’t enjoy it.
I appreciate the benefits of an hour of yoga on my soul.
I don’t drink coffee because it gives me the shakes – so I drink Chai Lattes (on soy).
I can’t stand Pop music with the exception of Adele because she at least has some talent.
My Mum always tells me that I’m born in the wrong era. I would love to wear full skirts, just under the knee, hair done and gloves – every day. But I don’t think this makes me grown up either.
Maybe we are never meant to feel grown up? Perhaps when that happens, life gets boring?
Are you grown up?