Isn't it funny that you wait your whole childhood to be a grown-up. You plan what your life will be like, who you will marry, what job you will have, what your kids names will be and what kind of house you will buy. Then, one day, you turn around and you are an adult and it's not as great as you thought it would be.
Don't get me wrong, some things are great! I love being married to Taylor, he is so funny and wonderful to be around. But, on the other hand, you don't have all the freedoms that you had as a single person. I can't watch whatever I want on TV anymore because Taylor and I don't always have the same taste in shows. Plus, when I was single, I had a nice apartment in a nice part of downtown Dallas, a new shiny car, and I didn't really have to worry about whether or not I was going to be able to pay all my bills. You would think that once you get married that you would have more money, what with two incomes and all. Uh, no. You all of a sudden realize that you are dirt poor and somehow your spouse has sucked away all your money. Not really, but that is the way it feels sometimes. I'm sure the feeling is mutual.
The other thing that is not quite like you imagined is the job thing. I mean I love being a nurse, but it makes you tired. I mean, I sit at a desk all day and talk with people on the phone and type on the computer and I am dog-tired at the end of the day. It is just so mentally draining. I will say that being an adult makes you really appreciate the weekends. I get really upset if we do not fully enjoy the weekend, it feels like you didn't get a break from work at all.
I don't really know if the kids will turn out as I dreamed or whether owning my own house will be everything I hoped for, but I somehow feel not. This is not to say that both these things will not have their good aspects but I am sure it will be like most of grown-up life, "a lot of trouble". I hope this does not make me sound like a pessimist person. It's not that I don't love my life, I do. I love being a nurse, a wife, a pet owner, and a daughter but sometimes I just get a little sad that my optimist childhood plans aren't exactly what I expected them to be. It's kind of a hard blow to realize that life is not exactly what you planned with your friends at your 4th grade slumber party.
However, some things are better than you planned. If I had married the guy I was "in love" with in 4th grade, I'd probably be living in a trailer park now with 6 babies. No thank you! Plus, there are a lot of things to be thankful for. We are happy and healthy, with two loving families and some super loving pets. Even if it is not like I planned, I guess life has worked out the way it was supposed to for now. After all, it probably would be that fun to have a perfect life anyway, what would you look back and laugh about?
