Today, I officially feel (almost) like a grown-up.
I set up and decorated my very own Christmas tree for the very first time last night! (With Sarah, of course.)
And to top it all off I also changed my very own burnt-out headlight on my very own car. Without instructions or an owner's manual. Just my hands and a flashlight and the analytical, problem-solving brain God gave me, tinkering under the hood of my car until the old bulb was out and the new bulb was in and the wires were all re-connected. So I'm no longer a p'diddle. And I still have some black grime under my fingernails from the whole venture, but it is a very fulfilling kind of dirty. Like the satisfying soreness in your legs after a long run, or the satisfying tingling in your fingers & toes as you thaw out over a mug of hot chocolate inside a warm house after shoveling a foot of snow off the driveway. Here's to having two functional headlights again! Booyah!
(Oh, the reason I added in the "almost" in the first sentence of this post is because I still sleep with 3 teddy bears. I don't think that qualifies me to be fully grown-up yet...)
5 comments:
Well, I'm 55 and I still sleep with a teddy bear. I call my wife my teddy bear!
Well shoot, I won't be a grown-up until blankie disintegrates on its own premonitions then. :)
remember that story of michelle's friend's teddy bear getting locked in the closet...?
hahah! oh yeah, i'd forgotten!! but dear kat, that was mrs. doty. whom you stayed with. :)
Well, count me out for adulthood... I still sleep with a puppy (named Puppy) the size of a small pillow wearing a very worn pink t-shirt (that I used to wear as a very small child) that has 3 little horses galloping across it. May adulthood come to me ever-so-slowly. :)
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