“It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald
For my first Words of Wisdom Wednesday I figured I would honor my favorite author of all time. There are many quotes that I love, but today this one just seemed to fit.
When I was much younger I always wanted to be older. To have my own place, nice clothes, a boyfriend/husband, lots of money, a nice car and so on. What they don’t tell you in the movies, at least the ones I was watching when I was a child, is that adult life is hard work.
-Having lots of money is hard because you have to work for the money.
-Being in a committed relationship is hard work, people don’t always see eye to eye and agree on everything. He doesn’t always put down the toilet seat (actually, he does), load/put away the dishes, hold my hand, snuggle with me and so on- enough about his flaws! (Spoiler: I’m not perfect either.)
-Being on my own without my parents is hard. I still call my mom all the time when dealing with insurance companies and whatnot. Being a kid, in hindsight, is awesome.
-Not worrying about being skinny enough, tan enough, dressed well enough, was awesome. I have incurred so much stress fretting about those things.
What I can concur with Fitzgerald on: the dreaming of growing up was glamorous; all the pretty things I would have, my gorgeous husband, our perfect children, the large house with the perfectly manicured yard. Being a grown up is not as glamorous- my car is almost as old as me (I’m working to change that) and we have a one-story starter house with trimmed grass when my boyfriend gets around to it. We do have a good start, I just wish it was consistently as elegant as I thought it would be.
xoxo