I've been having a lot of "wow I'm a grown up" moments this week.
Obviously I've been a "grown-up" for awhile now. A bonafide working, tax paying, credit card owning, allowed to have a wine with dinner in public, adult.
There are the big milestones in life that everyone knows put you one step futher down the road of life. Graduating high school. Finishing your degree. Getting your first "real" job. Getting married. Buying a house. All of those things I've successfully ticked off my list. And they were all big moments but, strangely enough, it's been other smaller things that have made me stop and go "Whaoh. I'm a real live adult."
Things like...
(1) Having car insurance in my own name
(2) Spending four figures on a new mattress
(3) Making an airline status where they actually go out of their way to be nice to you
And finally this week
(4) Life insurance
Yes people, I have life insurance. If, in the next week, or month, or year I get hit by a bus, or have an anuerysm, or get killed by a falling sheet of glass, or a flying wombat, Josh will be getting enough money to mean that he won't have to worry about the mortgage for a decade or so. And vice versa.
That's quite a disconcerting thought. If I die (or get diagnosed with a terminal illness), a corporate writes a big fat cheque.
The thing that is even weirder is that somewhere people called actuaries are sitting in offices with their spreadsheets and logarithms and my premium is based on their calculations of the odds that someone of my age, weight, height, gender, smoking and drinking status and health history is going to die before age 70.
Now that, has got to be a depressing occupation.
So tell me, what has been a moment in your life where you've gone, wow, I'm an adult?
3 comments:
Well I am hearing you Miss Kara, School, Uni, first real job, house buying, life insurance, will and even legal documentation with the other half BUT my defining moment was when I had our parents over to my house for their birthday dinner. Yes a little random and tiny in the scheme of things, but ensuring I had enough of the 'right' type of glasses and wine to suit all made me feel very Adult.
According to most married people with kids I'm not a grown up yet - though I'm almost 33. I'm making my peace with the fact that if I never marry certain people will never consider me grown up. Those same people have never travelled let alone lived in another country by themselves, let alone gone to a movie alone.
A moment for me - last Christmas cooking the whole meal by myself. Another, pushing my father in a wheelchair.
Great post!!!
I just wanted to let you know that I have a good friend that is moving to Australia to be a missionary. If I win the lottery, maybe I'll come to Australia...I have two places to stay!
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