i’ve said it before, and i’ll say it again, there’s something oddly satisfying about spending the day being a grownup. by grownup, i mean someone who takes care of him/herself financially, emotionally, socially, what have you. ok, that’s a lame description. i can’t define grownup, but i know it when i see it. and i saw it all over this here place today.

how was i a grown up today? let me count the ways:
– i cleaned my apartment and nobody’s even coming over.
– i did laundry instead of just wondering if me and the bottle of febreze could get by another week.
– i did dishes and there were still plenty of clean plates to be used in the cupboard (in the cupboard! and not just waiting in the dishwasher).
– i did NOT buy load of books just because i was bored.
– i only spent about 45 minutes laying about practicing (on a sunday!).
– i made a dinner that included vegetables (and not just one or two, but FOUR different kinds– neither of those included lettuce or onions).
– i did the dinner dishes.

now, because life is about balance, i think i’ll sit on the fabulous blue couch with a pint of ben and jerry’s laughing my fool head off at sixteen candles.