I’m sorry things have been quiet here lately. Life has been crazy and I needed to take a break for a bit to clear my head and get my life somewhat in order.
Brad and I have been tossing around the idea of moving and selling our home. While in heavy discussion about that, our air-condition unit leaked and caused flooding in several rooms. I’m sure most of you know the stress that can be involved while dealing with insurance. Put this in the mix with my birth control issues and the anxiety I face knowing we will be leaving Dyce for 5 days (in two weeks)….. and I feel like I’m living in the midst of the perfect storm over here!
Don’t get me wrong, I am very happy and have a healthy family, so things obviously aren’t that bad….just a little stressful.
You know all those times growing up when you would tell yourself that you couldn’t wait to be an adult and have your own house, your own money, and your own car so you could do whatever you wanted – whenever you wanted?
Then one day you look around and you are grown up and you have all those things and all the problems that go along with them and you think to yourself,
“I would really just like to give adulthood the middle finger right about now!”
So, that’s what I’m dealing with. Every day I feel as though I’m fighting off the urge to draw my hand, middle finger extended, on every bill, email, insurance claim and damage estimate I see.
And suddenly as I type this I come to the realization that adulthood is really just that; fighting off the urge to tell everyone to suck it and learning to use my edit button because, unfortunately, I know better.
I guess this random post is my way of working through it….my letter of disgust to adulthood.
I’ll be sure to warn my children of its deceiving façade.