Being an adult is pretty great. While it isn't the total lawless freedom I thought when I was a squeak, there are definitely some premium perks. Did anyone else think adults had it sooo good and that the only reason they had kids was so they could have slave labor? I had a seriously distorted idea of what adulthood was and what happened when you reached that mysterious age. How stupid I was. Thinking about it, there are a lot of lousy thinks about being responsible but who wants to think about those? Not I, so back to the perk part. Here is a glorious example...
If I want to eat Oreos for breakfast, I do.
AND I DID.
And it was delicious.
Magical, I dare say.
Another perk is that if I want to "spoil my appetite" by eating junk right before dinner, I spoil my appetite.
If a hankering for a large omelet of cheesy goodness strikes at 2:36 AM, I go to ihop.
If I want to stay out late on a Tuesday night then I stick it to bedtime and live it up!
Basically, any of those glorious activities that make me think, "If mom saw this she would give me that look."
Yes. I love those little activities. They make being mature and responsible worth it.