Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Being a Grown Up

Every year I go to DisneyWorld with my extended family.  We go for a week and ride rides and generally hang out.

I was working with my dad planning things and I realized that all of a sudden, I was a grown up.

No, it's not the first year I had to but an adult ticket instead of a kid ticket :-P

But I bought my own ticket and my own flight.

It's not the first year I've done that, but I don't really remember when it went from poor college/grad student who got everything paid for to grown up with a job who pays their own expenses...

I think part of the conundrum I was facing is that my life isn't what I thought being an adult looked like.  I was talking to my therapist about this last week.

You look up to your parents...  At 30 my parents had 2 kids and a mortgage.  They were adults.

At 30, I make good money, am single, and live in an apartment.

But for my generation, my peer group, my life is perfectly normal and grown up.

I had a play date on Sunday which on top of being awesome, really grounded me in not feeling unusual.  I think  hang out a lot with people who's lives look more like the ideal in my head.. settled down, house, etc.  It ends up making me feel like I'm so far behind.

But between Sunday's play date and some good time out with co-workers, I'm really seeing that I'm not unusual, that there's not something stunted about my development that's left me behind where I "should" be.