career as a chipmunk, silliness, stay at home mom

When I grow up…

I still haven’t figured out what I want to be when I grow up. I kind of dislike the premise, actually. What does it mean to “grow up” anyway?

When you’re a kid, it means being physically larger and being allowed to do what you want to. But I’m bigger and I can do what I want to, and I really think now I would prefer to be smaller and have somebody tell me what to do. So: FAIL.

When grown-ups refer to those who are “grown-ups” they are referring to people who are mature and responsible. Ewww. I don’t like that, either. FAIL.

Another generally accepted thing to do when you “grow up” is get a job. But what does that mean? I stay at home with my children – I didn’t interview for this position. I didn’t have to have a certain level of education to have this job. So, though it is indeed “work”, I do not have a “job”. But I am pretty sure I’m a grown up. By definition, FAIL again.

OK – I can agree that being mature and responsible are traits you should at least have access to as you age, but to “grow up”? Doesn’t that imply that it is a finite process? That you reach a goal and you are done? Well, I don’t like that at all.

I think I’d rather just find ways to enrich my life than decide what I want to be when I grow up. Because I really don’t see myself being done with who I am anytime soon.