I find adulting to be difficult most days. And I’m 42 years old. I would so much rather sit and read a book than go into an office. Finances are also something that I hate about being an adult. Saving enough for a time in the future but also paying for things now and trying to have enough to have fun. I have always struggled with finding a balance of doing what I HAVE to do with what I really WANT to do.

I fully enjoy being an independent person, however, I sometimes miss having someone clean up after me, make me meals and pay bills that I was oblivious to. I don’t remember my parents disclosing much about our financial situation so I lived in ignorant bliss. I did have a house cleaner for a bit, but that wasn’t the same. I still have to pick up everything so they were able to clean. The picking up is my hardest battle. Maybe someday I will grow up fully. For now, I have my moments of adulting and hope for the best.