Today I had a PB&J sandwich, corn chips and a banana for lunch. Then I went home and had a chili dog with garlic fries while wearing my hair in pig tails. Angela posted something on my facebook wall that it must be Eat Like a Kid Day. The sad truth is every other day is Eat Like a Kid Day in my house. Tomorrow? I'll have left over chili dog for lunch. I've noticed this year that I've been playing up all the grown-up stuff we've been doing. We bought our first lawnmower and I thought "wow, that's most grown-up thing we've ever done". And don't get me started on the whole house thing. It feels like Chris and I are a bit of late bloomers. Like we're just now getting around to doing things our friends did years ago. Up to this point, we've just been floating along. Waiting for the right job, the right time, the right whatever to come along. Someday. We used to say that a lot. Someday we're going to move. Someday we're going to buy house. Someday blah, blah, blah.
I have no idea where I'm going with this. Wait. I think it had something to do with being a grown-up. I'm starting to think that being a grown-up is overrated. I've been a grown-up since I was three. All those years we were floating around, we had to make some really grown-up decisions and do some of the hardest grown-up things like surgeries and burying loved ones. I think now is the time for a little de-aging. Now is the time for pig tails and chili dogs.
I'll be a grown-up tomorrow.