Ways I Thought Adult Life Would Be Different

Well, time-hop told me yesterday that it has been exactly one year since I moved into my little flat in Leeds. And as it turns out, it is also pretty much the same time that I have moved out of it too. Only one year spent in my perfect little flat that was all mine to enjoy…

Now all my stuff is thrown into boxes, piled up in my best friend’s spare room, while I sleep over at my boyfriend’s flat, my family home in Knaresborough, and said spare bedroom. I was hoping that I would be moving straight into a house that would be ALL MINE (and my boyfriend’s), but fate has other plans…

Apparently, you can’t plan anything in adult life, even if everything seems to be going fine. You can’t really plan for things such as your potential mortgage lender losing your employer’s reference and for the house survey report to mention that you need a whole new roof…

I thought when you grew up, things were supposed to get easy? Well, apparently not.

Apparently, you can’t predict or thoroughly plan for anything until it happens. I guess you never really get your life together properly. I assumed buying a house would be simple once the process got going, but I assumed wrong. Here are some other things that I assumed would happen by the time I was 25 (a ripe, old adult age)…

I thought that I would know what I want to do for the rest of my life.

Well, I don’t. I have no idea where I will be next week, let alone 10 years from now. Where will I live? What will my job be? What will my life be like? I have no clue.

I thought I would have my own house.

I’ve got news for you people (unless you’ve already come to realise this)… you can’t afford to buy a house on your own. Even a small house in a crap area, I can’t afford to buy despite having a solid deposit. You either have to be loaded, have financial support from your parents or buy with a partner. Sadly you can’t be a strong, independent woman and buy a house on your own anymore.

I thought my insecurities would pass.

Shocker! They actually get worse with age and you get new ones. YIPPEE!

I thought I’d be capable enough to do simple things…

You know, like not set fire to my oven gloves multiple times by leaving them on the cooker…

I thought I’d be able to parallel park.

Nope. Still can’t.

I thought I would be able to buy people nicer birthday presents.

I thought once I earned a regular wage I’d be able to buy nicer gifts, but instead, I’ve had to cut people off. I have less money to spend now than I did at 16. I’ll have to wait for the lottery win to buy people presents from now on.

I now understand why adults never celebrate their birthday…

I thought that I would be smarter…

…but instead, everything that I learned in school has eroded over time. Pythagoras? What? William the Conqueror? Who? The difference between an adverb and an adjective? I don’t think so. I do, however, know how to boil an egg perfectly and cheat the O2 Priority Moment system to get more free Cafe Nero coffees. So who’s winning really?

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being an adult and having my own independence. I would never want to be a child or a teenager again. I just hope that maybe by the time I’m 30 I can actually function a bit better as a grown up.

Does anyone else feel like they’re grappling around, just trying to wing it? I’d love to know some of the expectations you had of becoming an adult that have been proven soooooo wrong. If we don’t laugh together, we’ll surely cry. So let’s choose laughter every day!

2 Comments

  1. Charlie Spencer
    July 5, 2018 / 7:48 am

    Thanks for this. I think we all have different expectations of how things are going to turn out and despite our best efforts we are not where we want to be in life. I suppose life is full of obstacles and maybe we naturally aspire to be better. It’s hard to have a clear understanding of life situations but it’s nice to know other people feel the same and we’re not alone.

    • ElishaAinsley
      Author
      July 8, 2018 / 1:49 pm

      I’m glad I’m not alone. It seems to be fairly common that none of us really know what we’re doing… Winging it for life!

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