What Is Being An Adult?

Awesome, that’s what it is.

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I heard a joke from Iliza Shlesinger about how marriage is just waking up every day and asking how the other person slept, knowing the answer but pretending to care.

And I agree with that. In my case, it is mostly my husband asking ME that question, probably because I have pretty intense insomnia and the answer is very often “shitty, you?”

But also, I’d like to add this:

Adulthood, in general, revolves a surprising amount around toilet paper. Changing the TP roll, checking the TP stock, and buying more toilet paper every time you go to the store.

Things I thought would be a much bigger issue in adulthood:

Strangers offering me drugs/candy, quicksand, stop drop and roll, being kidnapped/stuck in the trunk of a car, spontaneous combustion.

Things I Thought Would Be a Bigger Deal As An Adult

But adulthood is NOT all bad.

Sure, paying bills and working for the rest of your prime years kind of sucks. Well, sometimes. I like my job and I like the money I make from that job because, well, I like eating and buying stuff and I live in a capitalist society that requires me to exchange currency for goods and services.

By the way, I happen to think that is the best answer to the silly interview question, “Why do you want this job?”

(Just kidding — I was a recruiter for 5+ years, don’t answer that way!)

The best things about being a grown-up:

• Eating whatever I want for any meal (cereal is also a dinner food!). Yesterday, I decided I wanted tater tots at 9 pm. I just went into the kitchen and baked frozen tater tots. It was magnificent.
• The older I get, the more confident I become in who I am and what is important to me.
• I can just travel — wherever I want, whenever I want. As long as I can afford it, I can…