What does it mean to grow up?

I see often posters around that state Growing Up Is Optional, and the like. But what does that mean?

I think you can be mature and responsible but still have a youthful outlook; in fact I think that such an attitude is required when you have so many responsibilities your head might otherwise explode.

I think many people confuse growing up with being mature. Maturity, to me, means your emotions are under control (no tantrums or storming off), you have your finances well in hand or at least you have a workable plan, you are reliable (sorry I broke this iPad/itouch/iPhone/expensive device, I’ll pay to have it fixed), and responsible for your own actions (no making excuses that you didn’t know what you were doing because you were drunk, high, or just really angry). Wow that was a really long sentence but I think clarity is important. I’d hate to be misinterpreted. Husband has said many times that he didn’t really grow up all the way until he was mid-forties. Keep in mind he had his first child at around age 30, second around 34, third around age 41. And he wasn’t grown up at that time?! HFS. Sometimes I wish I had met him earlier than I did (in his early 50s), but upon reflection maybe I’m ok with our timing.

What is with me and cooking? Why can’t I just get it right? And how do normal people have so much prepared foods and snacks in their fridge at all times? Because I sure don’t. I have various raw materials and when I’m called upon to assemble something I’m generally at a loss. Ummmm I can make you a nice vegan thing. But no one I live with wants that. Or they take me up on my offer and a food disaster occurs where the finished product tastes awful. So we end up with a mish-mash of meals. Annoying.

Tonight we’re having guests so I need to get off my arse and clean (I’m great at this although I don’t do it enough either), and cook some stuff that I think people would like and turns out as promised in my recipe books. That’s the impossible dream!


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