I am laying in bed, it’s 2AM and I am researching how to refinance my house. In a few minutes I will most likely make a peanut butter sandwich and then watch another episode of Breaking Bad before finally calling it a night.
Sometimes I wonder, when did I become 26? Wasn’t I just turning 21 like, yesterday? And since when do I spend my time researching interest rates on a 30-year fixed mortgage?
It’s difficult to take a step back from my ex-pat life and glance over my peanut butter sandwich at the list of things which make up my current persona. It’s such a foreign concept to consider myself a real adult. So, inspired by this list, I decided to make my own shortlist of adult things I do (even though sometimes I sleep until 1PM and eat Ramen noodles in the bed).
Adult Abby…
- pays her student loans on time
- owns a house
- used her savings to buy a new furnace
- sold her car
- likes brussels sprouts
- drinks green smoothies
- can cook and eat tofu
- takes vitamins
- exercises every morning
- visits the dentist for recreational cleanings
- does not have a credit card bill
- knows how to pick a ripe avocado
- has the perfect spaghetti recipe
- makes the bed
- has a savings account
- lives abroad, with her boyfriend
- picks her clothes up off the floor
- enjoys evenings in, more than nights out
- reads nonfiction
- can use TurboTax, no sweat
- self-published her novel
- faces the consequences
- is very serious about tea-drinking
- flosses
- has a retirement fund
