It’s a bit hard to pin down, but I think it loosely refers to being responsible and respectable. In that case, my whole goal this month was to adult better (that was a weird-sounding sentence).
I’ve made progress, but I think the fact that I wanted to work on it at all is a sign that I am in a new part of my life.
I have a theory: "adulting" is an action you do that does not necessarily change who you are, while being an adult is when doing tasks that could be called “adulting” is not a big deal, it’s everyday life.
Think of it this way. Some people read philosophy or classic literature because they want to be the type of people who read it – it puts them into a more elite and sophisticated class. Then there are the people who read those books because they find the ideas or stories fascinating. The fact that the books are classics is of course one of the reasons they read it, but they don’t do it to puff themselves up.
It’s like the people who listen to NPR because that’s what smart people do, as opposed to the ones who listen because they want to hear the programming.
Does that make sense? I think it’s mostly about the attitude and motivation behind it.
Lately, I have felt myself changing and maturing. I feel that I am fully an adult at this point, not just a young adult of college student.
- I wake up at 5:30 in the morning so that I can get stuff done.
- I was disappointed that I got out of bed at 7:30 this morning, but then I realized it was the end of daylight savings time and became excited that it was actually 6:30. Who does that?
- I really want to host dinner parties. (First I have to find and apartment large enough for a table…)
- I keep track of my budget. (It’s useful to remind myself that I have absolutely no money so that I will be more inclined to graduate.)
- I have my own apartment. With no roommates. (And rent…)
- I come home from the grocery store with a baguette peeking out of my bag rather than with pre-sliced processed bread that contains enough preservatives to mummify myself with. (Not that I’ve bought processed bread in a long time…)
- I have a dog (child) whom I adjust my schedule for, ensuring that he is happier.
- I use my wall calendar.
- I put my clothes away (and I am wearing big girl clothes.)
- I prioritize…which is why I haven't been posting on the blog much lately…but at least I have my priorities straight…
- I am thinking ahead for taxes.
I know that these are not necessarily things that make me an adult, but they all combine to make me feel like someone in her mid-twenties rather than a college student.
How do you define an adult? Do you consider yourself one?