Adult

Being an adult sucks.

Sorry if that offends some of you, but it does. Sometimes, when I hang out with friends, I’m privy to the complaints of their children. Small things like, “I don’t want to go to school,” or “I can’t figure out this math problem.” When I was their age, I remember having similar complaints and thinking that nothing could be more difficult than the issues I was facing at the time.

As an adult, I listen to some of their complaints and wish my problems were only that simple. I’m not saying that I have a difficult life. Compared to some, I have no doubt that I lead a very privileged life. But I struggle, just like everyone else. And as I’ve grown, I’ve discovered that my struggles have become more severe than they were twenty, ten, even five years earlier.

This does not mean that I want to go back and do it all over again, either. Yes, I look back at my childhood and see that life was much simpler at the time. But that also carried with it a certain amount of ignorance. All the problems that I deal with, I’m sure my parents dealt with, I just didn’t know about them. Ignorance may have been bliss, but I wouldn’t trade the knowledge I now have for that bliss.

Of course there are some things that I would like to get back from my youth. Certain powers and abilities that I no longer possess. I talked about some of this in a previous post: The Murtaugh List. You can click there to see what’s already on the list, but I’ve thought of a couple more to add.

Sitting down/Standing up: I don’t mind standing up for hours at a time. I mind even less sitting for just as long. But the act of transitioning from one to the other is becoming more and more difficult as I get older. It’s possible that I will have bad joints as I continue to age. But I find myself groaning when I stand up or sit down. It’s not so much that it hurts, it just seems like it’s a hassle.Adult - Sitting Down

Amount of food eaten: Yes, another addition having to do with eating. When I was in college, I had a great metabolism. But I took advantage of it and also took it for granted. I often spent time eating entire large pizzas on my own. It wasn’t long before that metabolism I had so enjoyed was depleted. Now, I find myself full after eating only three slices of pizza (and that’s without eating the crusts).The Move to Another Branch - Doughnuts

I hope that I won’t need to add more to that list, but I’m sure, eventually, I will. What’s on your list?

**Don’t forget to head back to last Friday’s “Interview” post where you can ask me a question or five. I’ll begin answering your questions tomorrow, so be sure to get them posted tonight!

2 thoughts on “Adult

  1. Being able to read things up close to my face. My son used to put books right in front of me and I could read them: now, I have to push it away until it comes into focus. I’ll be darned if I get bifocals before I’m 40 though!

    Somewhere around 35 or 36, I realized I had begun to call college-aged people “kids,” and not in the HIMYM way. No, I said it in the grumpy old lady way.

    Sleeping in really odd positions. Don’t judge me for being weird (ok, judge me a little, whatever, I don’t care that much), but I would sometimes sleep folded in half, with my head resting on my feet as a pillow. While I can still do that, my hip joints take a couple days to stop popping now, lol.

    I don’t adult well.

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