Lately I’ve been feeling more adult than normal. I think I can chalk that up to temporarily being assigned childcare duties for my two young nieces while their parents remained at home and enjoyed a few weeks of sleep. I had to eat… broccoli. Broccoli! (Blogger shudders in remembered horror.)
Setting a good example is really hard.
I didn’t get to make a midnight Taco Bell run for two whole weeks because kids sleep at night and even the lure of nacho cheese doesn’t help them to stay awake. I know because I tried to convince them to become my midnight wing-women but the snoring made the task impossible.
In my defense, I said setting a good example was really hard – so I chose corruption instead.
Obviously, I’m still not a full-fledged adult. Here are some warning signs that you are moving into adult territory. I recommend you throw the car into reverse and haul ass to escape the inevitable – maybe you’ll be the one who successfully gets away.
My mom is a huge fan of trying to foresee how to dress the next day. I just show up in slippers (flip flops) and get my feet wet if it rains. Adulthood, thwarted.
I do this. Adulthood is breathing down my back!
I’m never buying a new car again, that should ensure adulthood can’t catch me.
Something about bones and joints and maybe even hair. I don’t know. I just chew it and carry on with my day.
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