I have friends who are engaged, married, and having children. I’m lucky if I remember to put water in my easy mac before putting it in the microwave.
True story, I forgot to do that a few months ago which set off the fire alarm in my dorm room and left a lingering smell of burnt plastic for almost a week. Good times.
It really is okay though. I know that I don’t have to have my life put together right this second. All that matters is that I’m taking steps in that direction – no matter how small those steps might be. Next week, I am signing a lease for an apartment next year, and I have absolutely no idea how that works. I have no idea what’s involved with signing a lease, and how on earth am I supposed to live in an apartment? I’ll figure it out though. Part of growing up is figuring things out as you go along. I can do that. I just prefer to have very specific instructions on how and why things are the way they are. On the bright side, I’ll be living with my big and my god-big, who are basically the best people I could ask to live with as I take my first step into the land of semi-adulthood.
The funny part is that I talked to my mom about this about four times before I committed to signing the lease. To be honest, I’ll probably call her before I go into the office and ask for very specific details on what to expect. I ask her about anything and everything. I’ll be a real adult when I can finally make a decision without calling her first and asking her opinion, but I don’t see that happening anytime soon. Last Wednesday, I even asked her what I should eat for dinner.
I know that I’m only twenty years old. I shouldn’t feel rushed to get my life together. Having my life together sounds boring anyway. Where’s the time for spontaneity when you work 9-5 every day? When else, besides right now, am I going to be able to go home for the weekend just to see my mom and my dogs? It’s just hard to remember, sometimes, how relatively easy my life is right now, especially when the impending doom of finals week is making my brain explode.
I know that the universe has a plan for me. Whether it’s destiny, God, or something else entirely out there, I have faith in it. I know that I will figure everything out eventually. It won’t be within the year, and it probably won’t even be within a few years. But someday, I will be graduated from college. I’ll have a career, a husband, and some babies. There’s no need to rush that. I don’t want all that right now. I just want to relax, hang out with my favorite people, and remember to put water in my easy mac.