When I was younger I used to think there were certain things that had to happen before I was officially a "grown up". I know what you are probably thinking- graduate college or have a grown up relationship-things like that, but honestly those didn't really make my list. As a kid, whenever I slept in a queen sized bed I thought "now this is what being a grown up feels like". So I kinda decided- when I have my own queen sized bed (or bed bigger than a twin) and a blender and a tea pot- I'll be a grown up. I have jokingly projected my expectations onto other people- saying, "You can't be a real grown up if you sleep in a twin bed". Of course I am mostly kidding. The humor in it all is I have a queen sized bed, a tea pot and a blender- I even graduated from college, have had a few grown up relationships and I'm turning 30 next week, but I still don't feel very grown up. Maybe I never will.
I have been listening to Death Cab non stop for the past few days and I LOVE this song. I think they are onto something- maybe I'll trade my queen in.
6 comments:
Resonates. Sooooo much.
Not even a thank you, eh? I see how it is.
i FINALLY got a queen bed when I moved. It really did make me feel grown up. But it also has that effect-- just feels like a little too much space for just me, especially when I curl up on just one side.
good song. Okay. i'm resold on DCFC.
You told me where to go you didn't give it to me.
You would have never discovered it on your own, admit it. I am the friggin genie in the lamp. You wished, I granted.
I think you need a California King to be a grown up.
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