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jameywilson
09-05-2001, 11:07 PM
Ok... It all started 2 years ago when I decided to stop farting around with college and start a career. I had been working in my families business on and off since I was 18. So I made the big leap and joined the team full time. I was living with my parents then, so soon afterwards they hinted on me getting my own place. In November of that year I found a house that I loved not far from work and after 2 months of Gruelling investigation into every facet of my soul by mortgage companies I finally got it.
I thought that after that I would have it made. Good job. Homeowner. GOOD LORD was I wrong. I HAVE NO MONEY ANY MORE. But the money thing isn't even half the problem.
Let me just ask a quick quesion. Where do I get the handbook ,"How To Be A Grownup" that our parents obviousley got? Because I have no clue. I thought at some point I would have this overwhelming sense of Grownupness and then I would see the light and know what to do. But I have no clue what the hell to do next. Sure the next step Chronologically would be, "Find A Wife". And yeah, I look , and it's frustrating, but honestly it's not a priority.It's like there's a step missing that I just can't freaking find. I mean, I go to work, Pay my bills,do my laundry, cut the grass and do the same stuff that I normally did, but I just feel so confused and out of control.
Maybe I was just rushed into this whole grownup thing and I'm just not ready yet. A little too late now I guess.
I'll write some more later when I have some time to think about it more. I just saw this site and had to get some stuff off my chest. Feel free to E-mail me with , whatever. Thanks for listening.

crazy-girl
09-06-2001, 12:12 AM
I know how you feel. I got a job across the country and moved away from my family. Some days I just get a total "I want my mommy" feeling and I really wish someone could take care of me. I'm not ready to be a grown-up either.

The weirdest grown-up moments in my life are when
-I'm at the grocery store pushing the cart---I feel like I'm too little to be buying milk and judging prices on spaghettie sauce.
-when I'm paying bills. I remember my dad grumbling about bills when I was little and now I just sit at my table with my calculater and my check book and grumble just like him.
-cleaning. I always hated it but now that there is no mom in my home to say "clean that up you could catch a disease in your bathroom" I always feel so old when I'm Mr. Cleaning the toilet.