I've been sitting in Starbucks for over two hours shamelessly using their free wi-fi (good call Starbucks. Thanks for not making me pay anymore!) and I've been listening to these ladies next to me for maybe ten minutes. I usually stick my earbuds in (handy trick I learned in college), because even if you aren't listening to music, people will leave you alone because you look busy. And by employing this handy trick, you can always hear funny or interesting things.
So this brings me to these two women...
These women are talking about their "me" time (and their "me" time is in the shower...because you can't be bothered in there...ironically...that is also MY "me" time), and how they need to purchase new dishwashers, and what they think their landlords are paying for, and how they feel about their children in college. While not listening to music and listening to these women, I just had a thought.
How far away am I from having these types of discussions?
Since not being in college any more, my conversations with friends no longer consist of what score you got on the last exam, nor what happened at the party over the weekend and I "should've been there...". I am having more and more discussions with people about the bed I want to buy with Tim, and what I should do with the girls when the men go off deer hunting, how you shouldn't have children if the thought of them creeps you out...(this gal I work with is absolutely disgusted by anything baby related...hopefully her and her husband aren't planning on procreating any time soon).
This thought creeped me out a little.
Just because I didn't think I was old enough to talk that way.
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Enough of that.
I'm 95% of the way toward my substitute teaching license.
I paid my car insurance today (wahoo!!)
Checked on my student loan repayment status (sadly my grace period is almost over)
Balanced my check book
Continued research on beds
Are we catching the irony of my day?
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