I have to get something off my chest....

I hate being an adult! There, I said it. I am so sick and tired of bills, cars breaking, replacing fixtures in my home, taxes, laundry, dishes, etc..... What happened to the days where I use to take my own money and got to the mall and buy whatever I wanted or when I could go on a road trip on a whim and actually spend money and not have to answer to a bank when I was done?

But, I would not trade it for anything in the world so I could be able to ride on this roller coaster of life with my husband. I wouldn't trade going back out in the dating world and worrying if, "He'll call me", or "Should I let him know how much I like him?" My husband knows! And if he doesn't call me, I'll see him when he gets home. Besides, why would he call me when I probably would only talk to him about bills, the car breaking, replacing fixtures in our home or taxes?

I guess being an adult isn't that bad. And I get to have, "The Big S". If you know me well, you know I had to say something about that.