I've officially been an 'adult' for six years and three months now. That's pretty terrifying. There's an expectation that once you hit a certain point (who knows exactly when this is?? 20?? 21?? 18??), you're an adult and there's no going back.
This whole concept has been stirring up my anxiety for months now, because I'm 24 so I should definitely have a handle on things by now, right? I'm an adult with a job and bills to pay and pets to feed and a home to look after and the whole idea of having my shit together is a bit overwhelming.
So I've been thinking about what adulthood really means, because no one completely has their life together (even those people that are married and own their own home and have a cleaning routine that Mrs Hinch would be proud of, and somehow they're even younger than you??). I've been trying to change my mindset around adulthood from 'oh my gosh I have no idea what I'm doing' to 'huh, I could really make this work for me'.
I've come to the conclusion that adulthood, like childhood, is incredibly personal, so here's what adulthood means to me:
Packing three times as many knickers for a holiday as you could possibly need because wow do you remember that time your period arrived early and you didn't have a spare pair?
Eating what I want, when I want. Cereal for dinner? Absolutely okay. Want to order takeout? You got it girl. In the mood for a full blown roast with every trimming there is? Just give it to me.
Buying all the pretty plants you want. And then inevitably buying more when you kill them all.
Washing clothes and making the whole house smell like clean laundry. Losing socks that turn up years later covered in fluff. Forgetting that laundry's a thing for a week until everywhere's overflowing with dirty clothes and you've run out of decent bras.
Learning that M&S do the best bras. Not being able to afford them, but obsessing over them like you did with Ann Summers bras back before you realised they were uncomfy AF. But still own because you can't throw away an investment like that.
Living paycheck to paycheck. I'd love to have savings, but I am honestly a bit rubbish with money. 2019 is going to be the year I start saving (probably).
Learning that a lot of those old sayings are right, and a tidy home will help your mind to be a bit less cluttered. Mostly because it's not filled with oh my GOD how long has that mug been there?!
Recognising that chafing is the devil and unless you come prepared dresses and bare legs are not cute summer attire.
Most of all, adulthood for me means transition and control. There's so much that we 'need' to do, and so many pressures, but I've found that remembering all the little ways I can take back control in my life makes things a whole lot easier to bear.