I assembled a barbecue today, by myself. It was a bit of an adventure. I'm the type of person that does not want to look at the directions and just do it, I don't want to waste time on directions, geeze! However, 99% of the time this does not lead to an enjoyable experience, and usually a few expletives are involved too. The barbecue was no exception. Alas, I completed it and it stands. The true test will be when I attempt to cook something in it.
After this experience I've determined that I either need a) a legitimate tool kit, b) a boyfriend to do it for me, or c) not to barbecue or attempt to buy anything that needs assembling. Learning to do this 'adult' thing comes with real challenges. And laugh if you will, but it's hard, like having to assemble things on my own.
I guess the experience wasn't that traumatic or frustrating but it is just one more thing to add to the list of becoming an adult. Assembling things, however, are the least of it. It seems like a simple equation. Go to school, do well, find someone- fall in love and get married, buy a house, have a kid (or two, or three, etc), work and live happily ever after. It is not so simple, though. So far I've checked off 'go to school' and I'm trying to go back for more. This is the point in this entry where I could continue to complain and gripe about how hard being an adult and life is. But, I'll spare you. Instead, I think I'll just challenge myself to live in the present and not judge or compare myself with what culture and society tell me I should do 'next'. I think I'll just go along for the ride, try my hardest to be honest and love those people that I've been blessed with.
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