Being An Adult Isn't Always Fun

With the reminder of my 10 year high school reunion's proximity, upcoming weddings, babies being born...it is very clear to me I am an adult. There is a funny quote I like that says "You know you are getting old when your friends start having babies on purpose"

I'm also the oldest at my current job...which is hilarious to me bc I can still remember my first year of teaching and being the "youngin" on the hallway. Since when did I get old enough to be the elder?!? Dishing out advice to the girls at work and going out for drinks....I definitely can still keep up but just take a little longer to bounce back in the days afterwards :)

Not sure I feel much different at 28 than I did at 23, 25...I honestly have to remind myself how old I am sometimes.

However, when I do feel old is when I have to think about life's boring responsibilities...job, career, finances, future plans blah, blah, blah. None of that excites me bc as of late...I've kinda become a day to day kind of person, Not exactly a natural tendency for me...blame it on the Cali sunshine I suppose...

In chatting with my dear friend Kris the other night I was open to the idea of moving back to ATL...a job basically waiting on me at my old school...it's the responsible and adult thing to do...no brainer. LOVED my job. Get to work with a handful of my best friends...love the kids. But will it make me happy? Will I be fulfilled? If you can answer that I'd happily give you a large check...ok or maybe a batch of homemade cookies.

Then I go to this secret, secluded little cove of a beach with Roxie this morning and think to myself...no view in GA comes close. And I'm right back to where I started...