Hey everyone! I really wanted to write this entry but I swear I’ll write the NYC one soon. I have been commiserating with my sisters on the good, the bad and the ugly parts of having a “child”. Check out my post last week if you want a back story of how I got my puppy Murphy Brown and why. Please let me disclose that I think being an actual parent is MUCH harder then being a pet owner, but there are some hilarious similarities.
1. You don’t sleep the same way you used to. As in, you don’t get much sleep at all. You’re either worried their uncomfortable, they have peed/pooped themselves so much that they woke up, they’re crying or they think 2 am is play time. I have a new routine where my dog does (FINALLY) sleep through the night, but she will get up at 5:45 am and want to play.
2. You worried about their level of comfort more than your own. Sometimes it’s because you want them to sleep and you don’t want ANYTHING interrupting their nap time, but most of the time you feel guilty for moving or breathing. Hence, you sleep and sit in awkward positions to appease your “child”.
3. You want your “child” to have friends but you’re also worried about their friends. Your internal thoughts run as so, “Aw, look they’re so cute when they’re playing. That doesn’t look like a very nice girl, she’s a lot taller, what if she bites her?! I will kick that girl’s butt if she even touches my baby!”
4. There’s an awful moment where they have had an accident (They’ve spilled, broke or chewed on something you didn’t want them to) but you’re in the middle of something, and you can’t decide what to do first.
5. Basically it’s a lot of prioritizing. Is work more important? Are friends more important? Is staying out another hour more important? Answer to all, nope.
6. When you are out and trying to enjoy yourself without your “child” you can’t help but worry about them and want to check in constantly. I’m guilty of this already.
7. You feel like you’re slowly turning into your parents. “We’ve talked about this! I told you not to do that!” You find yourself also using words you would never use in adult life, like using the word potty and calling yourself mommy or daddy.
8. If you have a significant other you will find yourself obsessed with asking them about your “child’s” bathroom habits. “Did she pee or poop? Did it look ok? Was there a lot of poop?” Sooooo much poop.
9. Instead of buying things for yourself you end up spoiling your “child” constantly. There’s always another toy that they have to have.
10. However, most importantly, you notice how full your life is with them in it. You feel fulfilled when they’re around. You’re happier and are constantly sad and happy by the fact that they grow so fast.
Hey everyone, so this is a rather dysfunctional/unattainable list of things I want for Christmas. I realized that when you’re an adult your wants and needs change a bit; hope this makes you smile!
- I want a dog. I know what you’re thinking, isn’t that possible? Nope. I wouldn’t be home enough with the dog and vet bills and food are outrageously expensive.
- I really want someone to do yard work for me in the summer. You know that ugly rug that’s on my outdoor steps? Yeah, can you get rid of that and make it look less disgusting? Thanks! Would you like to plant the flowers that make my home look less lame? Awesome.
- I really want a three week trip to Italy and then Spain and London so I can visit my bestie. Get on that.
- An unreasonable amount of coffee, while we’re at it can it just somehow replenish itself automatically.
- Ditto on some craft beer, preferably Rubus Cacao from MadTree.
- Less anxiety. Yeah that’s be great. Could I just cut that personality trait out of my life. It’s be awesome to not have a mini freakout once a day… or at least could I not freak out AS much.
- I don’t want anybody to tell me to jazz it up or put my creative juices into something I’m doing. Whether it’s decorating or creating a fluer. One, juice sounds gross unless you’re talking about fruit (Still gross if it’s vegetable). Two, jazz isn’t all that funky. It’s mainstream…. kind of.
- I really want to watch Christmas movies but I only want the parts I like. So I want a basic cutout of each of the movies I want to see to be apart of one long montage. Yep.
- I want to be able to sleep when I want to sleep. Like an on and off switch. I keep falling asleep at parties and it’s starting to become a problem.
- Lastly I want all of my family and friends to be happy. I want this more than anything. This has been a really good year for me for multiple reasons, but I know that’s just how I feel. I want everyone I love to be healthy, happy and singing some She and Him Christmas songs. A girl can dream!
What unattainable things do you want for Christmas?
Hello everybody! I notice that I write a lot of nostalgia/bitter posts about growing older. While there are some definite downsides to growing up, I think I should focus more on the positive side of getting older. Plus, if we don’t act like a kid from time to time, we’ll go crazy. Here are some ways you can hold on to your childhood without being immature (well without being completely immature) or reckless:
1. Eat an ice cream cone (or a popsicle for those ice cream haters or lactose intolerants out there). This is the easiest way to revert back to your childhood, especially if it’s summertime. I did this just the other day at King’s Island. I am in love with their blueberry ice cream! Whenever I buy a blueberry and vanilla soft serve there I immediately feel giddy and happy. If you hear an ice cream truck go run after it. Order a dreamsicle, or something that’s like a push pop. Who cares if the neighborhood kids are waiting behind you in line?
2. Watch cartoons. I don’t mean Bob’s Burgers or Archer (while they’re classics they’re still adult), watch a Disney Movie or a cartoon that makes you remember that cartoons were so weird back then and had plenty of hidden meanings like Shrek! You don’t need a kid to be with you in order to watch it, just watch it because you want to. Do you really miss the X-Men cartoon series? Do you want to watch Animaniacs or Captain Planet? Do it! Don’t be embarrassed, just have fun.
3. Run, jump and skip just because you can. I tend to do this when I’ve had a beer or two, which probably isn’t a good idea, but it sure is fun! I always think of the Friends episode where Phoebe runs exactly the way she wants to run. I mean, don’t do this in a professional setting, but otherwise everything else is game.
4. Play Truth or Dare or Never Have I ever. I never really got to play these things as a kid. I was a really sheltered kid with sheltered friends for the most part. My first real party was in college…. and it wasn’t even really a “party”. This can be fun to play with friends because you get to learn new things and it’s something different to do.
5. Eat junk food for dinner. I do this every once in awhile, my go to is-you guessed it-ice cream. Has it been a bad day? Eat some ice cream or eat some Doritos and finish a beer. I try to stay away from this when I can because it’s addictive, but you have to have your days of defying the wishes of your parents, it’s good for the soul.
6. Make a tent. Yes, you heard me. Make a tent out of blankets. Are you feeling sick or bummed out? Make a couch bed and then hide underneath your fort made out of chairs and old comforters. I made a fort with my niece once, and it seriously made me want to only live in a tent. I think this is why I am slightly obsessed with lofts and bunk beds still. It makes for great fort opportunities. I do however, make a bed couch for myself when I’m sick and watch Princess Bride and whine about the fact that Cary Elwes is incredibly under appreciated while I quote every line. Think of the show Community when they create a fort and it goes viral.
7. Swing on a swing set. I do this all the time! Granted it’s usually with my niece, but I would do it on my own too. It’s something that can take your mind off of trivial things, you’re using up pent up energy and it’s relaxing.
8. Nap. I regret wasting my nap time. I nap all the time. I actually have a napping problem on the weekends. I’ve had three naps in a day once…. It was magical.
9. Push work aside for an hour or two and only concentrate on only yourself. As a kid, your main priority was yourself. Allow yourself to be selfish and only think of what you want to do. It doesn’t have to be for long, it could be shopping, playing video games or watching mindless TV with your phone turned off. Give yourself a break, you deserve one.
10. Use your imagination. I kind of do this everyday. I constantly think of what if scenarios and contemplate what would happen if they actually occurred. I have had to rediscover my imagination lately. I feel like it disappears from time to time, which is sad since it’s the most important thing you should have as an adult. Hope and your imagination is what will guide you and keep you sane.
What do you miss about your childhood?
I feel guilty on a daily basis. I feel guilty about stupid things like pulling out in front of a car when I should have waited, or saying something to a friend that wasn’t well thought out and could be misconstrued as mean. Catholic guilt is real people! I feel it all the time. I still feel weird about cussing. I will usually feel guilty about something at least once a day. It’s going to happen. I’m lucky that there aren’t more things that plague me.
There are some really big changes going on in my life today. I don’t want to discuss it right now, but I will soon, I promise. I had a really hard time making a decision that was possibly life altering. I needed to think of what’s best for me and what was best for me was to go for it. I’m worried and terribly nervous about this whole ordeal, but I think I knew deep down that it was the right decision for me. I need change. I thrive on change, and while staying in one spot is comfortable and roomy it’s not practical. I need to provide myself with more challenges, I thrive on it. So why do I feel more content staying then looking for new possibilities? I think it’s because it’s scary. The unknown is always scary.
People who have known me for an extended amount of time know that I used to be very concrete in my decisions and never really did anything “crazy”. After college, my life completely flipped upside down. I realized that I should do whatever I want to do. I don’t live life with regrets. I live by this philosophy, but sometimes this is a hard mantra to live by. I try to do something everyday that scares me. It could be telling a guy I like telling someone how their comment really made me feel. Well, this decision, definitely mind blowingly scares me. I have to face the facts and realize that life is going to frighten me. We’re not kids anymore. Big decisions and life changing circumstances are what we have to face now. The adult world is a roller coaster of emotions and as an adult we’re faced with the reality of making them and living with the consequences.
Sure I have tried to figure out where Neverland is a couple of times in the past few days. I’m not too keen on growing up yet, but who is? While Juno said it sarcastically, I still need to dream big! I’m 26 now and I have something to prove. I need to take charge of my life. I keep saying I’m going to, with no results. Well ladies and gentleman, I have definitely made some results now.
What big decisions are you working through? What make you feel guilty? Are you also a fellow victim of Catholic guilt?
I talk about adulthood a lot on this blog, but I feel like your twenties are the time you discover who you are and where your life is going to go… well hopefully. Anyways, this top ten Tuesday will tell you the ten ways I knew I was growing up!
1. I used to complain about adults treating me like I was a child in high school. I know why now. Because high schoolers are babies. Hear me out! When you’re in high school there are plenty of people, possibly yourself, who will want you to grow up quickly and figure your WHOLE life out by 18. Don’t. You will not have your life figured out that quickly, it’s impossible. Accept that you’re a kid for a little while longer and treasure it. The less responsibility you have, the more carefree you are. Adulthood is all about the responsibility.
2. I hate noisy bars and bars with limited seating. I like to sit. I have two jobs and while I do primarily sit a lot at one of them, I’m still tired. When I want to relax with friends I like to hear them talk. I like to sit down and interact with them. Sure, dancing is great and all, but so is being comfortable. I feel like Tina Fey in 30 Rock, most nights. Also, when looking around the bar I realize that most of the population is younger me. Especially when a 21-year-old guy hits on me…. you’re a baby, and that’s cute and flattering, but no.
3. I can’t remember how to use my imagination. My four-year old niece said that I can’t “play good”. While I can create stories in my head, write songs and poems and imagine my life if Joseph Gordon Levitt or Sean O’Pry was my boyfriend. I can also envision Zooey Deschanel asking me to star in New Girl with her and join her and M. Ward in She and Him. However, I kind of forget how to play Barbies or with action figures. My action figures would be talking to each other about working 60 hours a week and how I need to start doing my own taxes.
4. I don’t have a Blackberry or a day planner, but I plan my entire day through my phone. I have check my schedule now if I want to hang out with friends. It’s weird. It’s really weird. It may sound adult like, but I would much rather have a lazy lackadaisical college summer. I’m an organization freak now.
5. You have bills that you have to pay or else that repo man from Sims comes to get your stuff. Ok, so the repo man doesn’t exactly show up, but if you don’t want debt, you have to pay bills. This usually starts when you move out. It’s a great feeling, being independent, but it does come with responsibility.
6. I can’t stay out late anymore. On occasion I do have those days where I stay up until 5 in the morning or I watch Netflix until 2 am but most of the time I am ready to go home at midnight, especially if it’s a Friday. I’m so drained by the week that by Friday all I want to do is be cozy and be in bed by midnight. Saturdays are a different story usually because I can sleep in.
7. I want to have dinner parties. I don’t understand it. It sounds lame as I type this out, but it’s true. I really want to have people over for dinner once a month.
8. I like talk radio. Granted, it’s usually trashy talk like entertainment updates or gossip but I enjoy it more than songs in the mornings.
9. I tell it like it is. The older I get, the less crap I put up with. I’m still a little wary on this, but with age I think will care less and learn to say no more. If I like someone, I tell them. I don’t hide it for weeks on end. I stand up for myself now, more than I ever have, and it feels good.
10. I realize how much I want to stay and spend time with my family. Yeah sure, we fight, but at the end of the day they’re there for me and I’m there for them…. Corny? Yes, I know.
This is a great list that inspired this post. I agree with most of it, except the whole returning library books. I still don’t turn them in on time and I was a librarian for seven years. Ooops.
How do you know you’re growing up or not growing up? Leave me a comment, I’d love to hear your opinion!
When I turned 25 I thought that this was the year that crazy good things were going to happen and I would finally own being an adult…. Needless to say I thought this way when I was in high school. When I was 24 I knew there was no way that was happening. Sure I’ve had some great things occur in my life, and I am an adult to an extent, but I’m in no way shape or form a full fledged adult because I still have no idea how I’m 25 right now. Somedays I feel like I’m still 16 and other days I’m 25 going on 55.
Here are the 10 things I will now know before turning 26
1. Babies. In high school I thought I would have a kid right now. I definitely am not ready for a baby. I like sleeping. Sleeping is my favorite. I also forget that when people have a kid right now it’s usually on purpose. Oh yeah, I forgot that it’s not 16 and Pregnant time anymore.
2. Christmas and birthdays really aren’t exciting anymore. It’s not to say that I don’t love Christmas. I watch Elf more than I should and blast my She and Him Christmas cd (I’m a Zooey Deschanel admirer if you couldn’t tell). However, I used to be excited about these holidays for the presents. Now I’m worried about how much it’s going to cost me to buy everyone a present and what to get them. Also, I ask everyone for lame presents now like a vaccuum or a food processor (I shrieked with joy when I got a Kitchen Aid mixer for Christmas last year). It’s more for the experience then for myself.
3. Marriage. It’s not to say that if I found the right guy I wouldn’t get married. It’s mainly that I don’t understand how we’re old enough to be married. I seriously feel like I’m in high school a majority of the time.
4. Metabolism starts to fail you. For reals. Or maybe it’s the fact that I’m mainly at a full time job and sit all day… probably.
5. I actually want to go back to school. People telling you what to do and a less filled schedule sounds great in my book!
6. The cast of friends were all around the age of 25 in the first season. This seriously blew my mind. I mean Ross had already been married, Rachel left her fiancee at the alter and Chandler had a professional job. What!?! Also, can I mention that Adele is only 26 and she has an amazing album. Along with Taylor Swift and Meghan Trainor (Age 20) is making a name for herself as well.
7. I don’t have to go out every weekend. I usually do, but I seriously enjoy watching some Netflix or having a drink while reading on my porch.
8. I finally like beer. I completely hated beer until last year. Now it’s one of my fav, if not my most favorite alcoholic drink.
9. I thought I’d want to move to a new city and never look back. Instead I want to travel more. I really don’t know if I could live in a different state or country.
10. Everybody has a hard time growing up. The scariest thing is that to an extent there isn’t a single adult who knows every answer.
What did you learn about adulthood this year?
Ok, I might not be working in the same kind of restaurant the waitress above is in, but I relate to her “faking it because I’m wanting to yell right now” smile. So, we’re in a terrible economy …still. I graduated in 2011 thinking that finding a full time job wouldn’t be difficult (HA!). I was kind of right, but incredibly wrong at the same time. When you get out of school you have to get an entry level job before you get your real “big kid” job. Plus, this isn’t the 90’s, a college education is practically a necessity in today’s business world. College is required and is no longer revered in society. So you think that having a masters in a subject would help and improve your chances? Wrong. Despite the requirement of MBA’s in let’s say, library science, you might be picked over for a job because they can’t afford to pay you what your worth (Possible experience/somewhat bitter still-maybbeee).
It’s a hard Catch-22 life out there, so sometimes you need to stick it out and get a second job. It’s annoying and frustrating, but I took a real look at my finances and couldn’t compete with the bills. Yeah adulthood! As second jobs go, I could do a lot worse. I work nights, I only work two or three days a week, and I get paid decently well (This is something I have to tell myself of on a weekly basis when I’m working on the weekends). I’m a server at an upscale restaurant. I serve food from the left and pour drinks from the right. I clear off dishes, set tables, make small talk and try my best to not look like a dummy when I do it.
I’ve never worked in the restaurant industry until this summer. I looked at my credit card bill and my bills and broke down and started applying. On the brightside, I gained a complete understanding and admiration of servers and I appreciate others who work full time and have another job. On the other hand, being a server is similar to an encounter in Hell. Sure, the tips and connections are nice-but it’s a stressful job. Did you drop a dirty fork on someone’s lap? Did you forget to “fire” the salads in time? Did you remember that the gentleman asked for decaf coffee? Were you completely awkward and too bossy about the menu? All of these things contribute to your “survival” for your job and your tip.
I made a $50 tip waiting on a table of 16 with another server. I was completely grateful and imagined the countless ways that I could use this small surplus of money (Mainly bar/beer related). Naturally, I lost it. I cried and was upset about it, but then I really looked at the situation. Someone needed it more than me I guess. Not some college kid buying ‘Natty Light…. hopefully.
If I didn’t have such a helpful group of people helping me and looking over my shoulder I might up and quit. I never realized how much of serving is a team effort. The best part of my day is realizing at any moment I could quit at any moment. I could find another part time job and not have to worry.
What was your most hated job? What was your first job? I’d love some tips… pun not intended but I’m leaving it there anyway haha.
Most of my time is spent at work. This isn’t shocking since most Americans have consuming job(s). In all honesty 40 hours a week isn’t all the bad, it’s short actually. So why do I feel like I never have enough free time? I could chalk it all up to sheer exhaustion, but I’m positively sure that’s not true. I think the main reason I feel so anxious once I get out of work is because I still haven’t convinced myself that I’m an adult just yet. Obviously, I tried to say the exact opposite when I was only 18 years old, but lets be honest. Maturity doesn’t occur to humans until they’re around the age of 24 or 25. There’s always going to be exceptions, but for the most part it’s true.
I bought a house when I was 23. At the time I thought I was sane and a put together individual. In some ways, I was, it was a good decision-but maybe not the BEST decision. I moved out of my parent’s house and bought my own house when I was 23. While I’m glad I did it, I wish I would have waited another year or so. I didn’t listen to this however, because I wanted to move. My parents, while amazing and the best parents a kid could have, they make a lot of rules. So while I saved some money, I didn’t think it through. I should have saved a lot. Instead I only saved a few thousand.
Okay, so while this might seem like another, “I can’t believe I’m grown up” post. This post is mainly directed to those who still live with their parents. It used to be such a stigma, living with your parents was equated to dating a felon. Now, it should be a common thing. It is expensive to live on your own! Even if you have a roommate, living outside of your parent’s house is expensive. You think of things like, “Oh crap, I need scissors. Mom used to buy scissors, why don’t I have one pair of scissors?
So yes, there is a negative connotation to living with your parents in your twenties. Why should it be though. There should be no shame in wanting to be financially smart and stick with your parents for another year or so. Do you ever feel like it’s impossible to find a full time job? I even have a full time job and I still struggle with surviving money wise.