Okay, so I’m realizing that I’m a real-life adult.  I get up early, go to bed early, have coffee before work, dress up for work, commute too far for a job that pays too little.  I also try to run errands during lunch (pay bills, go to the cleaners, quick trips to the grocery store), pack my lunch when I can (real adults know that eating out gets to be too expensive), and I contemplate the direction of my life on a daily (hourly, minute-by minute, second-by-second) basis.  Saturdays are reserved for all the things that I can’t take care of on my lunch break, and respective meetings/commitments/appointments.  I go to church on most Sundays, Oh yeah, and I yell at people in traffic (no matter what day of the week it is).

So yeah, the realization for today is that I’m seriously becoming a real-life adult.  Like a FOR REAL grown up.  What in the world?  How did this happen?  And where was I went it took place?  The crazy thing is that I don’t FEEL like an adult.  I actually feel like I was just in college last week.

What I have discovered is that no one REALLY knows how to be an adult.  We’re all just figuring it out as we go along and trying not to make the same mistakes that we’ve made before.  I wish I’d known before that this is what being an adult is all about.  However, it would be slightly easier to manage adulthood if there had been some sort of handbook to the essentials: health insurance, 401k, investments, etc.  I sat in the orientation for my job taking notes as if I was studying for a final exam…all so that I could call my mother and ask what everything meant.

There are advantages to being an adult.  I mean, I’m really excited about my insurance dropping in a few months when I turn 25.  I’m also excited and pleased with my own personal growth- growing even more into who I am and what I desire to be.  I think that becoming an adult just happened a lot faster than I thought…