The Pros and Cons of Being an Adult
10 August 2009
This weekend was crazy hot. Like the kind of oppressive heat you expect in Kansas City in August, yet it’s still always shocking when it arrives. We wanted to take a walk, but we aren’t stupid, so we thought about going to the mall. Only we didn’t need anything at the mall, so we decided instead to go to Costco. We needed a couple items, one being milk, and it’s big and air-conditioned. The decision made, we loaded McKenna in the car (“hot car,” she told us) and headed to Costco with the rest of suburbia.
As we looked through fresh pasta or toddler raincoats or something, Ben spotted the Wiis.
Getting a Wii has been a frequent topic of discussion in our house in the last couple weeks. Mostly, because I said to Ben one night, “I think I’d like a Wii,” and he said, “Okay. Your birthday’s in a couple months.”
So we’re standing there looking at them, not even educated to know what a “nunchuck” is, and Ben turns to me and says, “Wanna get it today?”
And herein lies the beauty of adulthood. Along with dishing yourself a big bowl of ice cream at 4 in the afternoon because dinner is whenever you say it is.
After a few minutes of debating, I said, “No. I can wait until my birthday.” And it wasn’t because I wanted to wait until the end of October, it’s because of the big bummer of adulthood. Responsibility. I know a lot can happen in the next couple months, and we might need that money. I also know how I am, and it’d feel like kind of a sad birthday to have nothing to open on my birthday.
And similarly, I can eat ice cream at 4 everyday, but it would really make the dinner schedule wacky for everybody else, so it just makes more sense to eat it after dinner instead.
Though I could eat ice cream if I wanted. And I still find that pretty exciting.
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