Recently it was my birthday, I am now solidly in my 20s, and apparently that classifies as being an adult. But in reality, I’m still not so sure.
Being an adult is a complex classification in my eyes. As a child, I always pictured being an adult involving living on your own, having a serious job or career, and generally just knowing what you were doing with life.
I can certainly say that I do not know what I’m doing. Okay, so I may know what I want to be doing, but when it comes to adult stuff I always end up having crawl back to my father, or try and work through the mind field that is google.
Fair enough, when it comes to cooking, cleaning and the pure basics of looking after yourself, I can just about get by. But anymore than that and I still rely on my father.
I might be able to do my washing and load the dishwasher, if one of the machines was to go wrong, I wouldn’t have a clue how to fix it. I don’t know how to change a lightbulb, unblock a drain or turn the power back on after a power cut.
A few times lately I have mentioned that I am working towards moving out, and it is just highlighting to me just how much of a child I still am. I had to fill out a how bunch of forms for various things to do with the move the other day, and overall it took me two days. Not because of any other reason than I was having to google or call for help with every other question.
I am determined and nothing is going to stop our plans for moving, we may hit bumps in the road, but we will keep jumping the hurdles, and battling our way forward. But it just proves to me how much it is that I need to learn, and sharpish. When you move you cant afford to mess up a piece of paper work, to fill something out wrong or miss an important piece of information.
As it is we have already had to make corrections to one piece of paperwork at the office, and then go out of our way to drop of further evidence that we forgot to hand in the first time around. But if that is the last the mistakes we make, or at least the worst of them then it is all good. I have confidence that we can get through almost anything, we know what we want, and we know how we want to get there.
So in the mean time I have a few more weeks if not months to work on the adult skills that I need to improve on. I need to learn to be an adult in more ways than just my basic care skills. I pride myself in being responsible and grown up, but I will put my hands up and admit that I am rather naïve in many ways.
Do you class yourself as an adult? What classifies as an adult in your eyes?