Thursday's Tidbit

Growing up. I am a 29 year old married woman, with a professional job, two cats, a one bedroom appartment in San Francisco, who is relatively "together" - if I don't feel grown up now, will I ever? Most days I feel like "I got this" being an adult's not so hard - my teeth are brushed, my bed is made, I paid my bills, and I'm pretty sure I fed the cats, on to the grocery store, because I have important grown-up errands to run, check check check! But sometimes I still feel like I'm playing dress up, wondering how I got here. I don't know if that feeling will ever completely go away, maybe it's just a symptom of life. And I don't think I'm alone here. 

Recently I read this article (By Lisa Kogan) on 6 steps to really, finally, grow up. Since I'm sure this is something we can all improve on, here goes: 

1. Learn to take care of yourself.

Take charge of your own well being (your mama's not going to be taking you to the dentist anymore) - schedule your doctors visits (and go), eat healthfully, exercise, ... you get it.

2. Embrace confrontation.

I'll admit that this one is hard for me. But the healthy expression of anger, is well healthy, and prevents little things from becoming big things. 

3. Figure out what you need, and ask for it.

I think this goes along with taking care of yourself. Do you need a break, more help around the house, a trip to Napa, a raise? What? The first step is asking. 

4. Quit blaming your mother for everything that's wrong in your life ...

because she was doing the best she could, even if she cut your bangs crooked. Plus it's never cute, charming, or productive to play the victim. Take responsibility for your own life, this is one of the best parts of growing up.  

5. Two words: club soda.

Hangovers only get worse, so I've been told. ;-) 

6. Have a little perspective, please.

"Iran is about a year away from nuclear capability, food labels are frightening, schools are dangerous and there's talk of Hollywood actually making Taken 3." So yes, there are things to be afraid of, but "it's one thing to acknowledge your anxieties; it's quite another to reject sushi, air travel and a perfectly decent pit bull because you choose to let your anxieties rule you." Amen. 

Your thoughts? xo!

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