Back to the blog. It has been quite a while since last I wrote here. Feels like years rather than months. My life now is much different. I haven’t changed really as a person, but there are so many things I have tried or accomplished since then that I feel brand new. It’s exciting!
Back in September, I was job searching, living back with my parents, and muddling my way through the whole ‘growing up’ process. Now, I’m 2 months into a great job in marketing, live in a wonderful apartment downtown, and have decided to never grow up.
I don’t know if I’m allowed to post this, but this webcomic has been hanging on my bulletin board for the last few months. http://xkcd.com/150/
Grownups are adults with responsibilities. They have jobs, pay bills, do laundry, and cook. I have always cringed at the idea of being part of this demographic. Sure I’m 23, but can’t I still act like a 12 year old? The answer always seemed to be ‘No’.
Finally, I have come to understand that the words “boring” and “depressing” don’t always have to go with being grown up. Whereas I would feel frustrated by chores and responsibilities before, now I find them simply a part of my days. Laundry is no longer irksome (prolly because the laundry is 2 doors down the hall instead of in a dungeon-like basement), and the kitchen is actually a fun place to be.
I will probably always act half my age (except at work of course) but I’m beginning to realize that growing up does not preclude child-like wonder, imagination, and fun.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a load of darks to put in the wash…