Clearly, I am not here to answer existential questions!
I’m here because I am still raising my 21 year old sons and I have realized we aren’t the only ones out here who need some help.
I’ve been doing this adulting thing for awhile now. Am I the best at it? No! Am I a work in progress? Yes! Aren’t we all working on ourselves? Isn’t that why you’re here?
Do you ever feel overwhelmed because you don’t know how to boil eggs? Do you ever get anxiety because you have no idea what a flathead screwdriver is? Me too! So many times I have wished I could call my parents and ask them questions; sadly I cannot and I am sure many of you are in the same boat. Where is that adultier adult when you need one? I’m right here! Just out here living my life with no supervision. Sometimes that’s a good thing; like when I want to drink a whole bottle of whiskey. Other times it’s a bad thing; like when I drink a whole bottle of whiskey and burn spaghetti at 3am.