I'm house sitting for the next two weeks and as I was doing dishes/taking out the trash/contemplating getting to bed at a decent hour because I have to work tomorrow, I couldn't help but laugh at the difference between house sitting in my 20s and in my 30s.
House sitting before the age of 21: OMG! Who can we invite over?! Who will buy alcohol?! Alcohol! Alcohol! Whoo!!!! Will I make out with anyone tonight?! OMG!!!!! Corona! Pineapple rum!!!! Yay! Drinky is fun!!!!! ... OMG...my head is pounding...I can't get out of bed, much less make the bed, or do any chores. Feeding the cats/dogs and keeping copious amounts of vomit restricted to the toilet bowl is as advanced as it gets...I might be able to hold pizza down...thank God they have cable! I miss cable! Also, thank God they left me a bit of cash because my checking account has 10 cents left in it and it has to last me two more weeks.
House sitting in your 20s: Yay! Alcohol! Drinking at all hours without judgement! Yay! They have HBO! Must watch Sex and the City! Cuddle with cute animals! Drink! Who can I have over?! Hope I can remember to get mail and take out trash! Whoo-hoo! Adult house (vs college apartment or crappy post-college apartment) Whoo!!!!!! They left me cash for pizza (and alcohol...which, I bought myself, thankyouverymuch) !!!! Whoo!!!!! Hot tub! Whoo!!!!! I'm so sophisticated and grown-up!!
House sitting in your 30s: Will the animals be ok if I don't get home from work until 8:00? They left me money, but I feel so guilty taking it. I'll be sure to add it to my savings account. Maybe I'll treat myself to a pizza, but will most likely raid the fridge and eat a balanced meal instead. I should really take this time to read and exercise and contemplate life. Feed animals right after taking out the trash and getting the mail. Made bed first thing this morning. Maybe I'll watch some House Hunters on HGTV and treat myself to a glass of wine after a nice long walk. I should really pack my lunch and get ready for work tomorrow. Let me make sure everything is extra-clean...wouldn't want anyone coming home to a messy house! So glad I get to come home to a quiet, empty house!
Yeah, the days of drinking myself silly and inviting people over to go in the hot tub are clearly over. I'm so, SO ready for my AARP card and senior discount. I guess there's no denying I'm finally an adult.
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