on making grown-up decisions

Here's a cheesy selfie because...

Yesterday I accepted a full time job offer.

It's an editor position at a small town newspaper; exciting but not necessarily my plan for myself. Yesterday was a whirlwind.

And today I quit my current job and set up a student loan repayment plan and made a budget and bought myself a winter coat and made an expensive coffee purchase and created a grocery list. When we become 'adults,' why does everything exciting in life suddenly switch from amusement parks and toys and candy to purchasing frying pans and curtains?

But on the other hand, when you're a kid, everything exciting in life involves growing up. And now here we are, just kids in adult bodies, wishing simultaneously for our own apartment and our mom's home cooking; for our own paychecks and a day off at the playground; for a giant step forward into independence and a giant step backward into nostalgia.

This is what taking a "real job" feels like: excitement and terror, pride and uncertainty, independence and don't-leave-me-alone-I-can't-cook-or-do-anything.

Updates to follow.