Have you ever had a moment? You know, a time where you realized something you already knew, but had never quite experienced in one split second?
Let me explain. I know I’m an adult. I am 24 years old, married, and living life as a grown-up. If you were to ask me if I considered myself to be an adult, I would of course answer “yes”. I am old enough to drive a car, see R-rated movies, vote, and buy alcohol. The only thing I can’t do is rent a car, which is pretty silly if you ask me. Good thing my husband is ancient old enough and can rent a car for both of us.
But I digress—back to the story.
So the other morning, I stumbled into our kitchen only to realize that we were out of Go Girl Energy Drinks, aka my worst nightmare. Hi, my name is Ashlee and I am addicted to caffeine. Without missing a beat, I hopped in the car and drove like a maniac to Starbucks to get my fix in before work.
It was a typical visit to Starbs, nothing out of the ordinary. I ordered my regular drink—a tall nonfat extra hot black and white mocha with no whip—and flew out the door.
And then, it happened. A wave of realization smacked me in the face so hard I thought I was going to fall down.
I realized, in the blink of an eye, that I was a grown-up.
There I was—standing in the middle of the parking lot, dressed in fancy clothes, holding my coffee in one hand, carrying keys to my recently purchased new car in the other, getting ready to drive to my job, where I work every day.
WHOA.
Suddenly, all of the elements added up to one ridiculously surreal epiphany. It was liberating and depressing all at once, if that’s even possible. Liberating to know that if I wanted to, I could eat ice cream for dinner and watch TV for five straight hours. Depressing to know that I have bills to pay, a house to clean, and a multitude of other responsibilities vying for my attention.
The moment left just as quickly as it had arrived and I went on my merry way, almost as if nothing had happened at all. But, I will never forget the moment I realized I was a grown-up—right there in the parking lot, holding my coffee.
Have you had any moments lately?
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I remember that moment for me so clearly — I was teaching & looked out at my students & thought, “Ohmygoodness, I am a real adult now.” It was surreal.
Recently, I was writing & I looked up & realized it’d been two hours. I hadn’t gotten distracted or wished I was doing something else. I was just happy. It made me realize that I need to find a way to make it a bigger part of my life.
Lovely entry.
You’re so cute.
I know it sounds cheesy but I get *moments* like these about being in love with Glenn. For just a fraction of a second I get super overwhelmed with that fact that I found my soulmate.
Don’t worry, I’ll clean up the trail of puppies, rainbows and glitter vomit that I emitted, on my way out.
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Amy I love your moment! Realizing a love for writing is a moment I’ve had myself.
Liz you’re such a cheeseball. But I love you, and I love your love for Glenn. Now please clean up the trail of rainbows and glitter…it’s Monday.
Is it bad that I’m pretty sure I’m still waiting for that “Whoa, I’m a grown-up now” moment? I can’t decide if I want it to come soon or wait forever.
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My vote? Wait forever.
Good thing I’m not a grown up yet! Due to the fact that I’m still a “student”, I can still be a kid. And there is no arguing with that. Plus, I don’t ever want to wear adult clothes- they are stiff and itchy (ew).
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this gave me goosebumps! i feel like that moment hasn’t happened for me, yet… but i think it’s close.
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I’ve had a couple of those moments — while I was working full time and when I just had my first child and then a couple more of those moments came while raising the kids. I think the biggest one was when my dh– didn’t want a minivan at all. He refused to own one for a long time. He helped picked out the car I drive and I love that it has all the bells and whistles. So many have happened over me.
i doubt i’ll ever have that grown up feeling…although when i lived at my old house with those three boys i often found myself thinking…”so this is what it’s like to have children…i’m getting my tubes tied tomorrow”. I honestly think i’m having a reverse realization in that i know i’m getting older yet no where even close to having any sort of adult lifestyle. i don’t know if that’s good or not.
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I think it’s good Iris
You’re too creative to be an adult. I just want you to make cupcakes and crafts forever…