#218

"I am now a grown up."

Tonight I was making the familia spaghetti bolegneseseses and looked in my drawer of cooking utensils and saw so many appropriate things. Now that I am officially a homeowner, I am endlessly trying to find things to connect to that make me an adult. Ya know, the kind of adult that acts like an adult and looks like an adult. Did I mention that I still look and act 19? Well, I probably look my age - 31, but I act like I'm 19. Which means that I would have been 9, if I were really 19, when I had my daughter. But ew.

the following items were contained in my drawer; wooden spoons, wooden spatula things, metal spatula, metal pasta thing, metal rounded thing with little holes in it that I use for making my world famous onion rings, ladle, slotted spoon, and various other cooking utensils. I don't know why this makes me feel like an adult, but it was a warm fuzzy feeling.

My bedroom is still a mess as well as my desk as well as my head. But I digress. I'm sure by the time I am 40 I will have mastered the folding and putting away and picking up of things and not stashing them in ubiquitious piles everywhere.

or not.