What no one told me

I think it's safe to say that as parents, we usually don't know what the hell we're doing. The upside to this is there is always someone to turn to. A friend, a doctor, the blogging community.

What I've to realize as an adult is that I usually don't know what the hell I'm doing either. No one tells us where our lives will lead and no one tells us what to expect as we journey through adulthood.

I think that everyone should receive some sort of manual when they turn 18. This manual would contain things like helpful hints on finding a job, creating a life with the one you love, and how to handle any sticky situation that may come your way.

This manual should also contain a few chapters on what to expect through your life.

Things such as....


When you are in your 30s, your face will revert back to that of a 13 year old. I do not enjoy standing in the same aisle at the grocery store with a pimply 8th grader trying to decide which facial cleanser will work best.

*an over-indulgence of Cadbury Eggs may or may have not led to this trip to the grocery store*


When you are in your 30s you will dye your hair out of necessity rather than for pleasure. As a college freshmen, spending a night with the girls changing the color of your hair was so much fun. As a 30-ish mom of 2, dying your hair to now cover the gray? Not so fun!

*alcohol may or may not be involved in either of these situations*


When you are in your 30s, not every video game is meant for you. Just Dance 2 may not be the best choice for you to play. Unless walking without pain the next day doesn't bother you. While I admit that it is so much fun to play, my knees just aren't what they used to be. Door and floors should creak. Not me and my knee.

*would it help to involve alcohol in this as well?*


Today I have to go the library to get more tax forms. Perhaps while I'm there I should see if there is a manual for what to expect in the next 10 years.