On being an adult

“I am often mistaken for an adult because of my age.”

This sentence caught my eye today and got me thinking about “adulting” and wondering when “adult” shifted from being a noun to a verb (according to Google the use of “adulting” took off in the late 2000’s).

It also reminded me of how I often don’t feel completely grown up. Which, considering how many decades of living I’ve done, seems a little silly.

But really, it makes me ponder the possibility that this is one of those “eternal now” things; that I’ll never “get there” because I’m always just “me” — at every age, in every moment, always the same inside despite the way the outside changes so dramatically over the years and decades.

Regardless, I definitely have days when I can relate 100% to these hilarious “adulting” memes.

Maybe it’s just me

Is it the last gasp of Mercury retrograde or do I simply need a break?

During a meeting this morning the next topic under discussion was “Summer Program” and the first thing I said (just for clarity, you know!) was “This summer, right?”

At which point my colleague just looked at me while I oh-so-slowly caught up to reality, saying with a laugh: “Oh right, we’re already in October!”

Wrong again, but by this point we were laughing too hard to care.

Later in the day I sent an urgent text about a project deadline which had been moved up to “TODAY, Sept 15!” — to which I received a calm reply that the 15th was two days away, on Friday.

At which point I remembered that today was Wednesday and there was no need to panic.

I really kind of wonder if there’s something wonky going on with the time space continuum right now.

Or is it just me?