The worst part of growing up...

Might actually be growing up. As evident by my last couple of posts this week off has lead me to be very introspective and reflective on my own life.... I'm a BP convert can you tell? The thing I'm struggling with right now is the fact that no one ever tells you how hard growing up actually is. No one every says "oh making grown up decisions is so easy" or "being a grown up is so natural".... mainly because it would be straight up lying. Being a grown up is hard, with bills and rent and work, I can't help but wonder does it ever get easier? We head back to school tomorrow and I'm actually feeling nervous. It feels like so long ago that we were at school and in the working rhythm. Somehow in the last week and 3 days I've lost my rhythm too. I can't help but feel like I've forgotten how to be the grown up I was. However tiny that grown up-ness was, it seems to have diminished. I'm wondering if I start clapping like Peter Pan if my Tinkerbell light will start to glow again. My lunch is made for tomorrow but my lunchbox is at my parents house: fail 1. My coffee pot is on and the timer is set for tomorrow morning but my coffee mug is at my parents house: fail two. Homework isn't graded for the kids: fail three.... Needless to say I'm not sure I'm ready to go back to work. Should be an interesting week I suppose.... Check in tomorrow to see how I survive.....But on the other hand, my paper is coming along swimmingly and I'm feeling pretty ok with where I am considering it's due on thursday... Growing up is an everyday experience I suppose and I'm surviving....