So being an adult is a subject I struggle with & have recently visited in my writing but I had a moment tonight where I classified myself as a semi-adult.
Short back story…We’re on vacation. By vacation I mean we planned a week around visiting our parents & having fun in our hometown. We stay at our respective parents homes…he at his & I at mine. So essentially we are vacationing separately but not…
Anyway so my mom lives in a one bedroom apartment. So in my semi-adulthood style vacation I’m sleeping on her couch. I actually love it. It brings me back to a state of non-adulthood that’s quite blissful.
It is however 2:35 in the morning & I’m awake because I’m a night owl. So I’m crafting & binge watching Criminal Minds without worrying about my house or my job and then I have to pee. As I creep quietly into my mom’s pitch black bedroom so I can enter the bathroom & quietly close the door before turning on the light, she rustles & I freeze like a burglar or something. At this moment I feel like a complete creeper. I’m sneaking around someone else’s house in the dark, going thru a fridge that’s not mine & ultimately (if I was anyone else) being freaking weird.
I could say this was an eye opening moment but she loves me being here as much as I love it. It does however reconfirm the thought that being an adult is a state of mind. I’m essentially an overgrown teenage who has to pay my own bills.
At the end of the day, I absolutely accept the “semi-adult” title. But that feeling of creepy when I’m sneaking around someone else’s house in the dark…I could do without that. Who really wants to stay in a hotel tho?!