Getting older sucks in a lot of ways, but being an adult isn't all wrinkles, bills, and random neck pain from sleeping kinda weird. There's also the freedom to do whatever we want, whenever we want, that we just never had as kids.
When I'm standing in front of the open refrigerator for an extended period of time looking for food to magically appear, I sometimes hear my Dad's voice, saying, 'What are you trying to do, cool the whole neighborhood down?' I just have to laugh, because it's my electricity bill and I do whatever I want.
The first time I touched the thermostat in my first apartment I felt so big, naughty, scared, and grown-up. I lived there for over a year, by myself, before I dared touched it
Going to bed early. I used to think that being an adult meant I could stay up late, and it does, but it also means I can go to bed at whatever time I want, and if that happens to be 7 pm then so be it, in my pjs I go!
I ordered a tapestry with Shrek on it that says 'this is my swamp now'
When I realized you don’t need to have a special occasion to buy a cake. I ate a whole cheesecake by myself. I def recommend
11:30 at night, I want salted caramel chocolate chip cookies. I get up and bake salted caramel chocolate chip cookies.
Oooh Last year I went out and bought a $40 inflatable pool with a bench and cup holders just for myself. I did eventually let the kids in, but most of the time I was in there by myself with a cocktail. I do what I want. 😁
Driving with a/c on and windows down
On a rare occasion, I have beer and ice cream with pancakes for breakfast. Then regret it for the rest of the day.
The other day I was thinking about how hot it is and how I wish I could just get like a kiddie pool or slip n slide and just lay on it and let the water rain down on me.
Then it hit me that I could literally get in my car and go to Walmart and buy a slip n slide and do exactly that??? Like I don’t need to ask anyone to buy that for me bc I’m a grown-up with my own grown-up money
My very first moment like this I was visiting my parents and my mother started yelling at me. She yelled for a while and suddenly it hit me. Wait a second..I can’t do whatever I want!
So I left and went home. That was 25 plus years ago and I still remember how fun it was driving home singing “ I can do whatever I want do da do da! I still sing it sometimes. I’m 57
My father likes a certain candy that is only available during Valentine's Day, and was not in any stores near him. So like a dutiful daughter, I went over to the nearby Target and bought every remaining bag on Feb 15. I was standing in line with a basket full of them when a little girl with her mother in line behind me said 'Wow that's a lot of candy.'
I looked back at her and said 'someday you'll be grown up and can buy as much candy as you want too.'
Sometimes I go to bed, and I'm just not tired yet. I always lay there frustrated for a minute before I realize 'I can literally just get back out of bed and watch Bob's Burgers for another hour if I want.'
Eating a entire loaf of sourdough bread with butter in bed with a toaster on the night stand. My mom was a health nut so no bread especially white bread was allowed in the house. I cut my mouth up bad with that bread, but the rebellious crunch tasted so good.
Playing video games for straight 15 hours.
I drank out the milk carton. I didn’t want to dirty a cup and well I live alone. I’m the only other person to drink that milk…. So I did what I had to do
Buying “expensive” fresh ingredients! Trying new veggies and eating berries. Buying coffee that isn’t a grocery brand. Brands I like that aren’t necessarily the cheapest.
My parents frugality was stifling, we ate a lot of frozen stuff that was bought on sale or just … cheap. Think frozen ground beef, pasta and canned sauce, iceberg lettuce, etc for most meals. I am happy I broke from that mindset!
We were at the grocery store and passed one of those giant ball pits, you know the ones, with the elastic bars holding in all the giant multicolored rubber balls. Got flashbacks of being denied them on grocery store trips as a child, saw $3.99 and was like, fuck it, I want a polka dot ball. I now have a polka dot ball :)
Suffered through eating the bread crusts on sandwiches before I realized I could just… cut them off.
I am perfecting my Funko Pop school of interior decor. I wear random tiaras, I have 7, plus fezzes and animal furry hoods. I have a wizard cloak. I have a witchy pagan meditation room for naps
. I have two skeletons, fully dressed, in my front room. I paint and customize Loki action figures, at least a dozen or more, and have some in a dollhouse roombox. There's painted mannequin heads on bookcases, and a large sword collection. My dishes are vintage and fanciful.. There's so much more...
I'm 65. As a widow, I eat what I want, sleep when I want, and obsess over what I want.
Getting something at the grocery store (like a bag of chips or donuts) and taking it out of the plastic bag, and eating it in the car on the drive home. I remember always as a kid having to wait for whatever “treat” I got. Usually, I’d have to finish my dinner (I was picky so it was always something I didn’t like).
And now that I have kids, sometimes (most of the time) I don’t want to fucking share. Or I don’t want to wait until I get home and unload everything and put it all away because that’ll take too long and I want my snack/treat NOW!!
It’s the best fucking feeling!
From my apartment window I can see a playground down below. Today I went out and played on the tire swing for the first time. It was good wholesome fun