this post is a response to a post by rachel from last week (here). acting as mentor/older/wiser cousin, i am responding to the post to help her and anyone who found themselves relating to it. i suppose the reason why i have these answers is due to the fact that i have been on the earth for three years more than young rachel or possibly because i have thought of myself as an adult since the age of 6 when i told my mom i was pretty sure i could just take care of myself from then on.
-R: I can’t put a clasp bracelet on by myself
- step 1: grab bracelet by the claspy thing
- step 2: lay the bracelet on top of your wrist
- step 3: firmly press the bracelet into your body
- step 4: clasp.
-R: I forget simple things like to button the back of my shirt
- hey idiot…don’t buy shirts that button in the back.
-R: I can only master my hair, makeup or outfit on any given day
- planning helps with this, but for the most part, the fact that you are in this family means you are screwed. pare the make-up down to the essentials and keep it classic. make a decision on your outfit and go with it. i cannot help you with hair except to find the right shampoo/conditioner combo and hope your hair will do the rest of the work.
-R: I’ve never spent more than five minutes paying bills
- easy. open a whole bunch of credit cards. (ok, that was a joke…but it would solve this problem)
- i must say i have owned my own home for more than 3 years and i don’t spend time paying bills. auto-pay is a must in the adult world.
-R: I haven’t been to a class reunion
- i would advise against them anyway–especially the 5 year. believe me, it will not make you feel anymore like an adult.
-R: I still consider three Oreos a proper meal
- add in some skim milk to bring protein/vitamin D into the mix. boom, meal.
-R: I don’t pack appropriately when going home and assume my mom will figure it out for me
- the problem is that your mom will figure it out for you. spend a week at my parent’s house and then try coming home without a bra.
now you no longer have to be an awkward teenage-adult. you’re welcome.
disclaimer: no one turns into an adult overnight. the fun part about being an adult is figuring all this stuff out. i typically just pretend i know how to do everything and assume i will somehow make a breakthrough along the way.
||| tara |||