That title is a gentle reminder to breathe through the bullshit AKA being an adult. On Saturday, I was about to give my two weeks notice to terminate my position of being a grownup. This shit sucks. I mean, it does have some merit, but the mundane is a zero rating on a YELP review.
We woke up to water in our basement. Not a lot, but enough to warrant an investigation. Upon further review, we saw water leaking from the bottom of our furnace. WTAF? I immediately called our HVAC company and requested emergency service. All I could see were dollar signs and the “ruining” of my schedule as we were supposed to go to the last home football game at my son’s school.
Take a breath.
The repairman showed up around 9 and immediately found the issue. Our condensation pump was out, so a new one was needed. He secured the part and went to get it. Meanwhile, because I was a crazy lunatic, I opted to hop on one of my Al-Anon meetings where I know I will gain some peace and sanity. While listening to the wisdom of the group on the topic of gratitude, my Blink doorbell rang. Assuming it was the repairman, I opted not to look at my camera before opening the door. Big mistake. I was greeted by two Jehovah Witnesses that had just noticed my sign of “no solicitation” with the emphatic statement that we already found our religion. Side note…..didn’t COVID cure the door-to-door shit? Anyway, I emphatically stated that my God and I are good, so no visit was needed and closed the door.
Take a breath.
I resumed my meeting and was grateful for the opportunity to listen and just be present. Sometimes I just need reminders that things could be worse. There is no crisis unless I make it one.
The repairman returned and fixed the issue with a whopping $700 bill. Being an adult is completely overrated. However, I do have heat and set a boundary with some religious salespeople, so all in all, I managed to walk through the situation without losing my shit too much. Adulting….where temper tantrums are not appropriate. That should be a T-shirt.
It all worked out, of course and we ended up at the football game completely unscathed.
If I were to rate adulthood on YELP, it would get a solid 3. With anything, I just need to remember to take a breath and remember there was a time when I couldn’t wait to be an adult. Obviously, I was a tad naive and I feel like there was a lot of false advertising.
Doesn’t matter. I am in full adult mode with the occasional mindset of a three-year-old.
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