I had my bachelorette party last Saturday. It was quite the experience. I realized just how old I actually am. One of the places we went was packed shoulder to shoulder with an age range of 21-24. How can someone have ANY fun being packed into a place like sardines? No room to dance, and then some douche has the balls to try to grind on me. GROSS! Then it hit me. Oh MY GOD 7 years ago THIS WAS ME. Whoring myself out. Letting random men touch me. I am disgusted with myself just remembering this.
Although I find getting old disheartening I am so much happier now. You couldn't pay me to go back to that stage in my life. I love my boring life. I love coming home to my messy house with all my boys. I love not waking up with hang overs or wondering what I did the night before.
My friend Whitney and I always wonder when our parents knew they were "grown up" because we still feel like we did when we were in high school. I don't feel like a grown up, I don't feel like I'm a responsible mommy of 3. Then I get thrown back into where I was 8 years ago and I realize "WHOA WHEN DID I GROW UP?!?!?" I still think I'm not a grown up totally though. I don't think REAL grown ups have the same thoughts as me at times.
So what makes a grown up a grown up?
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7 years ago
3 comments:
A mortgage payment. :)
oh yeah... I know that feeling.. you could not pay me to go into a club now-- though I loved them back then too!
you just described exactly how i feel. i really do feel like i'm not a grown up even though i am now 28. when my parents where 28 they were having me. it's just weird.
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