Sometimes, I feel like I need a membership card to being an adult. It would require hole-punches as I continue to age and do “responsible,” adult things. All sorts of life milestones would deserve a hole-punch: graduate high school, pop. Get a college degree, pop. Learn how to drive, pop. Pay your own rent, pop.

      Because as much as I know that I’m an adult, it sometimes doesn’t sink in that I shouldn’t feel like I’m still a teenager.

      Today, I feel like Walt and I got a big ol’ punch on our Being a Grown-Up Membership Card. We strode into a car dealership, paid for a used Honda Accord in cash, and drove out of there with a new car. Walt crashed his scooter earlier this week, and luckily the only casualties were a pair of pants and his 3-year-old iPod. He swore he’d never ride a scooter again and I feel better knowing he’s got a steel cage around him as he navigates the streets.

      I feel simultaneously proud-responsible and sick that we were able to pull this off. In talking to my friends and even parents, it turns out that everyone feels a little bit like they’re masquerading as an “adult”… being an adult is a weird concept with an ever-moving target. I’m convinced I’m going to feel like I’m 20 when I’m 80.

      honda accord

      In case you missed it earlier this week, I blogged a lovely engagement session featuring Ashley and Sebastian.

      Stay safe, my friends!

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      YES! It’s crazy the things that we do that make us feel like “adults.” Putting together my meeting/living room and actually buying furniture that matches has been one of those things for me recently.

      Totally get the feeling. And yay for buying cars in cash. Less debt = less stress.

      This is just our year for adulthood! I bought a car for the first time ever, too, but I didn’t luck out with paying cash. I’ll probably be paying it off for the next few years. :)

      I 100% agree. I still feel like I’m “playing store” in my basement like when I was a little kid. This isn’t a real business I’m running… it’s just a little thing I do in my basement. What?! I will forever be stuck at 25 I do believe. That’s my age mindset. haha