growing up, it's something we can count on. growing up, it happens every day.
It occurs to me as I sit here, at 6:12pm on a Monday afternoon in my cube eating Thin Mints instead of an actual dinner that there was a time in my life when I would be giddy with the thought that I had the FREEDOM to EAT THIN MINTS instead of DINNER. I specifically remember being in tenth grade and being really frustrated that I wasn't allowed to eat whatever I wanted for dinner, wherever I wanted. Specifically, I wanted to eat macaroni and cheese in front of the TV. Alas, at that time in my life, family dinners were the hard and fast rule (something I have later come to miss).
Anyhow, it BLOWS MY FUCKING MIND when I think about how I am in charge of my own life now. I mean, really. A good 99% of my time is spent outside of my parent's oversight at this point, and that is a very freeing thought. It's also kind of amazing to me that I'm still alive. That I do my own laundry, cook my own food, wash my own dishes, get myself to work, and so far, so good. I've been relatively successful in keeping myself happy and healthy. I am 22. It is all very strange.
Anyhow, it BLOWS MY FUCKING MIND when I think about how I am in charge of my own life now. I mean, really. A good 99% of my time is spent outside of my parent's oversight at this point, and that is a very freeing thought. It's also kind of amazing to me that I'm still alive. That I do my own laundry, cook my own food, wash my own dishes, get myself to work, and so far, so good. I've been relatively successful in keeping myself happy and healthy. I am 22. It is all very strange.