I am what you would call "an adult", and I've noticed a few things have definitely changed about me since I graduated to this new level in the game of life.
Oh wait, did I say "a few things"? I actually meant "everything." Because indeed, everything has changed.
I've made that transition from innocent youth to grumpy, achy, eternally exhausted adult, and I've got to say, it's not at all what I was expecting it to be.
I was under the impression I was supposed to get smarter as I got older, but instead it's like I hit a certain age and now I just do the dumbest things possible.
I also get unbelievably thrilled when I see the store has started stocking my favorite fabric softener again. You know, the one that they always randomly sell out of right when you run out at home?
Oh man, I chase that high for the rest of the week.
I used to roll down grassy, often pebble-riddled hills for fun and then get up at the bottom to do it all over again.
Now I roll out of bed and have to take a full ten minutes to assess the damage last night's sleeping position caused.
Although it's definitely not front-right.
Mine is front-left. Everything goes bottom-left for me. It actually feels weird when I already have something cooking there, and I have to put a second pot elsewhere. Like, I genuinely forget sometimes that I even have other burners.
