Hence, the 7 worst things about being an adult in my world:
#7 No one else keeping the fridge stocked. If I don't go to Wal-Mart on my day off, come the end of the week I'm eating a very weird and unsatisfying conglomeration of things for lunches and dinners.
#6 I can drink three or four cups of coffee before realizing what a bad idea it is. When I was little my grandmother would make us milk coffee...you know a splash of coffee with a cup of milk and about 1/4 cup of sugar. That would make you hyper but you didn't get a case of the shakes that would impress an alcoholic in detox.
#5 No one holds me accountable for all the wasted time in front of the TV or computer.
#4 Changing the cat litter. I love my Henry but he's literally a little stinker. Boy can pee like a champ, but it makes this a chore. I've already been prepping DH for when I'm incubating a wee one some day and this chore falls to him.
#3 Worrying about how I compare to others. Yeah, that one's pretty self explanatory.
#2 Telling the truth is confused with being rude or overly blunt. If I had a lisp, some pigtails and cute shoes everyone would call me precious or funny or insightful.
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#1 When I say "When I grow up I want to be a chef or a photographer or a mom or a singer" I realize my window is closing.
Mama Kat's keeping me real.
I completely agree with #2 How sad is it that we have to always be politically correct, sometimes even with our friends. Being honest is no longer a trait that society likes. I love how kids can be flat out honest and people expect it from them.
ReplyDeleteAs for #1... you still have time. You will always have time to change you life and to try something new.
Thanks for sharing on Mamakats
Thanks for the reminder about #1!
DeleteThe window is certainly not closing.
ReplyDeleteI'll keep that in mind, friend.
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ReplyDeleteYour list is great! I'm teaching my cats to empty their own litter. It's a work in progress...
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Well now I want to know how you're doing this teaching! I caught the dog helping herself to the litter box tonight. Shudder.
DeleteMy moms best friends cats use the toilet. I walked in on one of them once.. It was so odd.
ReplyDeleteIs that an "Excuse me" moment or do you just awkwardly back out and close the door quietly?
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ReplyDeleteWe all have to worry about what we say. Of course, those who don't want to hear the truth are those who hide from their own truth anyway.
We are all changing day by day "Growing Up" as we go. What I wanted to be when I grew up has changed throughout the years. I don't think I still want to be that plumber that I wanted to be when I was 4.
Thanks for sharing,
Plumbers make good money! Maybe I should add plumber to the list...
DeleteIt's very true, though. I have wanted to be many things and I think I'll want to be many more. I'm glad that I'm not so content with where I am that I still dream.
Amen to number 2! What's that about anyway??? Uncool. As for number 1, don't worry about the window! 8)
ReplyDeleteI'm so going to wear pigtails to work tomorrow and try this out...I'll post pictures of the black eye and disappointed faces I'm sure to end up with.
DeleteGRocery shopping has ot be one of my least favorite things to do in the world. I make the mister do that.....I just can't stand it.
ReplyDeleteAmy, luckily DH likes grocery shopping. Ok, like may be a wee bit strong. We usually have to pinky swear to not get upset before we go into Kroger!
DeleteI teach kinder, so I hear all the time about all the wild things they want to do "when they grow up." It's a shame that we lose that carefree innocence.
ReplyDeleteAnd at that age they have no limit to what they can do! If you ask most adults I wonder what they would say they want to do...
DeleteLove your list! Amen to number two and seven. I wish my fridge stocked its own shelves!
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Thanks Haley! Oh, a self-stocking refrigerator! That is genius. You'd better patent that...
Deletere: The cat litter thing. My husband is a frickin' doctor and he still made me change the cat litter when I was pregnant. I am bitter, still.
ReplyDeleteDarn husband! I hope DH never becomes friends with him or I'll be on litter duty forever!
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