i am somehow the most and least adult lately.
like, i use colored markers to keep track of when electric, water, internet, and the different student loan bills come in versus when i get paid, to see how much i can spend in between. i call the numbers to find the best payment plans, and i make real life appointments that i don’t even need to ask my mom about first. i have a really big interview thursday, and i am the most organized. i know where my bills are. stacked, in order of date, in a folder.
but i’m also doing all this in my underwear, dancing around coffee in-hand. i need to turn the stereo off when i get a phone call back, and then it’s back to mint.com and justifying spending a loan payment on beer every month.
i bought a real life lady shirt from the limited. and well-fitting, dark jeans! then i got drunk in my nice lady outfit. i drank a lot of tekilla and sent some texts and danced. so there’s that. i’m trying, growing and regressing, all at the same time. making up for lost time while trying not to lose anymore.
don’t worry, i’m at least throwing some frozen vegetables into my ramen.
