All this politics and Olympics watching got me for a second. It made me wonder, am I a grown up?
There are certain facts beyond my ability to vote that I consider are features of being a grown up. I am married. I’m finished college. I’m a legal driver and drinker. I’ve learned to keep my mouth shut better. I feel compassion. I put others first.
Then I get stuck. There are far more things that don’t get me in that category, in my opinion. I don’t own a home, have a mortgage. I don’t have any kids. I mean, I don’t even have a job. I play around all day. I wear neon colors. We play video games a lot. We take naps. We go out for ice cream when we’re good. If I don’t get my way I whine.
We’ve all got our little things. And for the most part I’m trying to make you laugh. But seriously; my parents had three kids by the time they were our age. We don’t even think we’re ready for a cat. Are we running late? What makes you a grown up? Do you just decide?