That “adult” life
This summer, I will be moving for the first time in my life- and out of my parents’ house! I will be responsible for paying rent, buying groceries, doing my own laundry, making my own meals and more for the first time in my life. (Of course these chores will be shared with my new roommate- my husband!)
And I’m very excited. I’m particularly interested in the moving out/moving in process, and finding a home for all the things that are my own within my new little ‘home’. And of course, living with and starting a life with a guy that I like quite a lot!
And I’m also terrified. Particularly about making meals, regulating spending, and just not relying on my parents too much- you know, “adulting”. I feel a fair amount of pressure to do this ‘well’, which I think has largely come out of my own head. But I don’t think it’s entirely self-conceived. Some of this has come on from others who think I should already be out of my parents’ house, or people who think I’m too young and inexperienced to get married. I want to succeed in order to prove them wrong. I know that this is entirely the wrong outlook, but it’s my current state of mind and it’s messing with me.
I want to just be excited, and yes, make some responsible plans, but mostly take things as they come because despite plans, that’s all any of us can do anyway. Even with infinite plans, I know things won’t go the way I expect. It’s seriously hard to relax and be joyful when I’m stressing about the expanse of unknowns heading my way! I just need to prepare myself mentally and emotionally to be able to be flexible and combat what comes my way! And ENJOY life!