The weather is a-changin'. I like fall, but I also know that it means that dreaded season is just around the corner. Luckily, it's not that bad in Columbus (certainly not as bad as NE Ohio).
I'm so anxious to move in! I want everything to go smoothly--I have a plan in my head for exactly how I want to move my stuff in. Only a few more days.
I observed (or shadowed, whichever you prefer) my optometrist on Monday as part of being able to apply to Optometry school. I enjoyed it! I talked with both my doctor and one of the other doctors in the practice and they were very enlightening. I'm nearly certain that this will be a good career path for me, so that's refreshing.
My brother is a very strange kid. From where my computer is, I can see him at his computer. And he is very good at performing for me. What a goof. I'm almost excited that he'll be in Columbus and we can hang out away from home. I'm almost not excited because it means my kid brother is almost grown up. Which makes me super grown up. I'm not an adult! I don't think of myself as a woman! (Really, what woman asks her mommy if she can go to a sleepover? This one!)
Speaking of old, my boyfriend is turning 23 on Friday. Thinking about that makes my brain hurt, then I realize I'm 22, and my brain nearly melts. WHEN DID I GROW UP?
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Age ain't nothin' but a number. You're not grown up yet. You need some maturity for that ;)
Just kidding. Well, sort of. We'll probably be kids at heart for at least another decade or so.
See! That's how I feel. I can be mature, but it's not how I really feel, if that makes any sense.
And of course, I realize that we're NOT old by any means. It's that we're at that junction where we become something...new? Again, if that makes sense. :-)
It totally makes sense. The thing about us is that we are capable of being mature when it's important, and we know when it's important to be mature, but we enjoy bringing out our inner children whenever we can. There's a huge difference between that and people who completely lack maturity.
Don't be in too big a hurry. Sometimes being the grownup sucks. Even now, I sometimes hand off being the grownup to my husband.
Don't worry, I'm working on not having to be a real grownup for at least several more years. :-) Student for life!
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