Adulthood
For the last 24 hours, I have owned a home.
It feels really weird, being an adult and not only being married, but owning the place where I live. (Well, technically. Yay mortgages!) I don't feel like an adult; I feel like I should be worrying about getting to class, or hanging out with my friends, or taking a really irresponsible trip to somewhere cool and awesome for a weekend. Instead, I'm here at my desk, designing materials for a hospital while intermittently typing this post during brain breaks.
The town where I live is small, all things considered. It's maybe the size of where I went to high school, which originally scared me. Let's face it, I don't really have that great of a track record with small towns. :/ But the people here are incredibly friendly, concerned about my well being, and relatively tolerant of my desires to bring change to the office. ^^;;; That's what I get for having plans regarding making this place more efficient, I guess. My boss is amazing, though, and of everything I'm dealing with right now, work is the least of my worries for the first time since I joined the workforce.
We're looking for a church home right now. The one thing that really gets to me in a small town where I don't know many people is a lack of interaction with other people my age. Let's face it, I'm young -- 24 in less than a fortnight -- and just starting out in this place. With a median age of 40, there's not many young adults in the area for Aaron and I to socialize with, unfortunately. :/
Kids have been on my mind a lot, too. I know it was one of the smartest things I ever did, to wait to have children until I'd been married for longer than a few months, but it's kind of hard to keep waiting. We have credit cards to pay off, though, and some savings to build up before we even start trying. And I don't even know if I can have kids or not. :( Given my history, I really have no idea if I can even get pregnant.
But that's a depressing thought. I'll probably see if I can't post some pictures online later, of the house and how we're decorating it now that we own it. It's really amazing, actually owning my home. Now come the trials and tribulations of keeping it in repair, right? XD It may be 95 years old, but it's a good house.
I should probably get back to work on the lipid poster I'm designing. Whee, informational postings! :D I really do love this job.
It feels really weird, being an adult and not only being married, but owning the place where I live. (Well, technically. Yay mortgages!) I don't feel like an adult; I feel like I should be worrying about getting to class, or hanging out with my friends, or taking a really irresponsible trip to somewhere cool and awesome for a weekend. Instead, I'm here at my desk, designing materials for a hospital while intermittently typing this post during brain breaks.
The town where I live is small, all things considered. It's maybe the size of where I went to high school, which originally scared me. Let's face it, I don't really have that great of a track record with small towns. :/ But the people here are incredibly friendly, concerned about my well being, and relatively tolerant of my desires to bring change to the office. ^^;;; That's what I get for having plans regarding making this place more efficient, I guess. My boss is amazing, though, and of everything I'm dealing with right now, work is the least of my worries for the first time since I joined the workforce.
We're looking for a church home right now. The one thing that really gets to me in a small town where I don't know many people is a lack of interaction with other people my age. Let's face it, I'm young -- 24 in less than a fortnight -- and just starting out in this place. With a median age of 40, there's not many young adults in the area for Aaron and I to socialize with, unfortunately. :/
Kids have been on my mind a lot, too. I know it was one of the smartest things I ever did, to wait to have children until I'd been married for longer than a few months, but it's kind of hard to keep waiting. We have credit cards to pay off, though, and some savings to build up before we even start trying. And I don't even know if I can have kids or not. :( Given my history, I really have no idea if I can even get pregnant.
But that's a depressing thought. I'll probably see if I can't post some pictures online later, of the house and how we're decorating it now that we own it. It's really amazing, actually owning my home. Now come the trials and tribulations of keeping it in repair, right? XD It may be 95 years old, but it's a good house.
I should probably get back to work on the lipid poster I'm designing. Whee, informational postings! :D I really do love this job.