Don't you hate being an adult? I do. It seems like all I do is pay bills and work to have money to pay bills. It's never ending!! And you can never get ahead!! Oh how I wish to have my care free high school days back. At the time, I couldn't wait to be an adult and be on my own. I want to do what I wanted when I wanted and no parents to tell me I was wrong. Boy, if I could go back to when I was saying that I would slap myself so hard I wouldn't know what hit me. I had no bills and no job, but I had a car and money to do what I wanted. Yes, I was one of the spoiled girls. Mommy and daddy took care of me. Mom did ALL the house work, and dad... well lets just say if I wanted something dad was the man. I really didn't have to do anything!!!!! No chores, no job, no bills, nothing but playing sports and doing homework. I had the ideal life!! I WANT IT BACK!!!
I mean, I love being married and being a mom! But I hate having to be stressed out everyday about everything!! Pardon the language, but it SUCKS! This is what goes on in my head everyday...
What time to I need to get up in order to get myself and Ellison ready? Are my clothes cleaned and ironed? Do I have bottles cleaned and ready? Can I afford to buy this or that? Did I pay the bills that are probably due next week? Why is my check book off with the bank? Where will I find the money to pay this unexpected bill? Is my car riding funny and making a weird sound? How am I going to pay for that? When can I clean the house? When can I do the dishes and cook supper? When can I do the laundry? And so on and so on and so on... you get the picture?
I want to have my life I have now, but have mom and dad pay for me and do the house work. Is that too much to ask?
I know you have heard the saying..."If I knew then what I know now." Well, if I knew I would be making just enough to live off of, I would have saved all my money that I spent on stupid stuff when I was in college. I got a job during college just to have some spending money and not always have to ask mom and dad. You see I started to feel bad. But that money was my money. Not gas money or car payment or insurance payment... but my money! I would buy clothes and other stuff like that. Now, I wish someone would have told me to be smart and save it! Is it possible to go back and tell myself that? Can I wake up tomorrow and have that money in my bank account?
(thought broken by Ellison crying)
Well, now that I have woke up from my dream, I guess being an adult is really not that bad. Like I said earlier, I am my own boss. I can do what I want when I want. But it's still nice to think about!
1 comment:
Kelly, Lord bless you. Us "grown ups" have been trying to figure that out for a long time. I remember working (3) jobs and still being broke all the time. I still very rarely eat potted meat or chicken pot pie, (both of which were a regular staple in the early years) But, the real gem is to be able to leave work at work and home at home and not mix 'em. Also, to enjoy the kids and not make them be perfect. I am thankful to be at my stage, but I ain't old enough to have forgotten feeling how you feel.
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