Living in Las Vegas is great, but there are moments when I wake up and think when I open my eyes I'm going to stop pretending all this and be back in my parents house in Orem, staring at my light (light, light) purple bedroom wall. It is an incredibly odd experience to realize that I will be 22 this year, I am living on my own in a city far away from my parents, I have a full time job with a mortgage company, I have a cell phone, I have a car payment, I have a flipping gas/water/power bill!
Aren't I still 15? Arranging a pick-up time at the curb of the mall, excited to spend the next two hours wandering this retail mecca with my friends? Getting lost in the halls on the second day of high school? Anticipating my next birthday when I will finally be allowed to date? (Ha!) Rollerblading around North East Orem to get to my friends houses? Gathering people together to play Night Games throughout the neighborhood?
I miss it, really.
Calling up my high school friends is different now, as their husbands might answer and I may hear their children crying in the backround. When did all this "real life" happen? When did we get real jobs--what is this 9 to 5 crap?
I don't know about you, but I am going rollerblading then getting people together to play Kick The Can.
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This will be the first time I will be back home that doesn't involve a major holiday, so I will actually have time to do things! Oh joy!
I have started to make a list of things I want to do, but I have the sad reality that I won't have a car and won't have many days, and most importantly, won't have many people willing to do these things with me.
On that thought, I want to got to the Clark Planetarium in SLC next week, but I'm not sure if any of my friends are as science nerdy as me...hmmm. Any takers on seeing the presentation on black holes on the digital dome with me?
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Sus, I'd be up for it, assuming I can find time away from school. :)
I would LOVE that.
I feel that way sometimes.
For along time after I got married, I'd just think, "When did all this grown up life happen?" I still felt 18. Then it shifted to "When did I have a baby?!?... I still feel 21." Now, it's, "When did my baby grow up?!? Shouldn't she be 'toddling' around still? I sure don't feel 30!"
'Life comes at you fast!' lol
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