Sunday, December 4, 2011

Grown Up

I know this isn't entirely unusual, but I spent my entire childhood wanting to be a grown up then spent the last several years as a grown up wishing to be a kid again.

I then noticed that being a grown up is actually kind of more fun.

I'm happy to finally be one.


When I was a kid, sure, there were chores and rules, but essentially, I did whatever I wanted.  Which, after the age of 12 (thanks to orthodics and some se-r-ious blisters) was sitting on my butt alone and reading.  Until I couldn't be around people (much) anymore because I felt so very awkward in the real world, acting on my own.  I didn't want to grow up because I didn't want to have to interact and go to work and not live in those little worlds defined by other people.

After I grew up, I moved in and out of the real world, grown up land.  I could function when I had to, but I chose to live in worlds created and defined by other people.  I think the reason I did that was because I didn't believe I could define a world myself.  I thought that I lacked the power and the skills and the money and the time and the drive.

But I don't.

And that is pretty stupid to live by.

And guess what?  Eating my vegetables tastes better (and my teeth don't feel gritty like when I subsist on sugar) and I feel better.  And my back hurts less if I don't lie in bed and watch TV all day.  And I like people.  I like my friends and my family.  To be honest, I always have but I was pretty sure they didn't like me.  But guess what else?  They seem to.  And paying my bills sucks, so do doing the dishes and keeping the house clean, but I like my life better if they are.  And best of all?  It's MY life.  Not a screen writer's.  Not an author's.  Not a fictional character's.

And not an intangible dream.

And not an impossibility.

Don't ask me why I didn't like being grown up before.  The whole point of growing up is that you aren't powerless anymore.  And I didn't get on board with that right away.  But I think I'm there now.  Of course, I have the attention span of a fly sometimes, so I might need to put a post it on my computer to remind myself.  But honestly?  That frittata that I just made myself was both healthy and delicious.  So maybe it's worth being an adult, so I don't 'have' to microwave all my meals :)