When did you know that you were finally all grown up?
It is a tough question to answer especially when we do not really ever want to grow up.
I think, for me; even over getting married, starting my teaching career, or having children the moment I knew that I had grown up was when I had a knock-down-drag-out week of debate with our gas company over a major mishap with our bill. And it was a mishap on their end, I might add….but isn’t it always?
I know what you are thinking….that isn’t glamorous. at. all.
But I kept my cool. I researched my account. I didn’t yell at the very misguided business manager. I fought smart. And in the end {without getting into the messy details} I negotiated a very fair deal with them that settled the whole dispute. I was finally. all. grown. up….
