For me it’s moving your bed away from the side walls so it’s in the middle of the room. I had my bed to the side my whole childhood
I still have mine against the side because of space issues. I like my open space, especially since I have lived in a couple of rooms where having the bed against the wall gave me extra floor space to move around.
But to answer the question, various things have definitely made me feel it. Though I’m definitely gonna say the stereotypical “All Kids Are Annoying” as my answer. Definitely how I’ve felt for years, despite not even being that old.
I was recently on a public bus that ended up stopping at a stop by the local museum and because of a youth ride free program, what looked like a whole class of elementary school kids got on the bus. They were loud and annoying and wouldn’t shut up. Thankfully I had my headphones so I could listen to music to try and ignore them to the best of my abilities. 0/10, would not recommend.
Similar things happen when I get in around the time highschool gets out, but at least the teens have the ability to shut up and use their inside voices on a public bus. So they at least get a pass for not being super loud and obnoxious.
You get excited about a pillow
I love my cervical spine memory foam pillow so much…
Or new socks
A new pair of exactly the same New Balance
Ah, and if it’s spring, you get to rotate the old pair out to be ‘new’ yard work shoes!
I’m choosing a light fixture right now and I’m trying to decide which one looks best with all the natural fibers I plan to place in the same room, and the fact that I’m choosing to spend real hours on this self-created homework when I could instead be playing video games should tell you all you need to know.
I was in my late 20s and two of my uncle was having a heated argument over politics. Everyone else was quiet, afraid to say anything. I spoke out in a normal tone, not raising my voice, “that’s enough”. They stopped immediately. It was fairly surreal.
You find yourself compulsively drawn to woodworking.
I have been working my wood ever since I became a man
I just finished my third and fourth cutting board this week.
Mine was paying for an airbrush, and i was in my 40’s by this point, but the realisation i could buy a completely superflous, but expensive, thing for myself was a bit if a wow. But yeah house bills also lol
When I truly internalized that I don’t have to prove my worth to anyone, even if I don’t always know what I’m doing.
Looking back, that sense of self-worth and confidence is what I probably saw in all of the adults around me that made them seem so incredible as a child.
So when I felt that, I thought “huh, so this is what being an adult feels like.”
I know, we are awesome, right?! And I can wear a Pom hat, joggers and crocs, and I don’t give two shits what anyone might think.
You start saving boxes. You think, this looks like a good box.
The opposite for me. I think all this useless crap needs to go.
I keep mine thinking i might need it in case i need to send the thing back for warranty service. Still have boxes for stuff years out of their warranty periods.
You find yourself in a hardware or furniture store and everything looks cool.
I posted a gif of Ray Liotta laughing in Goodfellas a few days ago. Someone replied telling me the gif was perfect, and asking what was it from?
Oh shit, I think that was me on my feddit account.
I’m 40 years young, I was just never into Mafia films. Still never seen Scarface.
Skip Scarface, I’ll give you a quick synopsis. Robert De Niro sells cocaine, business is booming, life is great, he’s the best and smartest criminal in history, what a good life! I guess on top of selling all the coke he should also be doing all the coke, wow, this is even better than before! He’s a genius! Oh shit, the feds found out about his operation, no problem he’s a badass, he’ll just take em’ all it with his AK! Oh, wow that plan did not go well at all… The end.
Now watch Goodfellas instead. And try to figure out if any of the characters (including the narrator) are “good guys”.
Cheers for the concise recap, and will do with Goodfellas!
Celebrities (especially politicians) younger than me existing.
How dare they, frankly. Tell them to get off my lawn.
Ahhh, see mine is but even being aware of who counts as celebrities these days
Still trying to figure out who this bbno$ character is…
“I-M-H-I-M the Gen Z Eminem”
I hear he’s a preacher of Jesus Christ.
When you stop caring if something is a childish thing or not. Some people never get there.
Being around kids and being seen just like I remember seeing adults when I was little. Assumed authority and decision making power and the answer to every problem or wish.
A bit of both for me. Whenever I dropped a bollock in work or whereever, my head used to go down and I’d be waiting for the hairdryer treatment like I was waiting outside the headmaster’s office.
Now, if some cockwomble decides to mass-email someone with a passive aggressive email about “could the person who…” and it’s quite clearly my mistake, I take great pleasure in absolutely owning it, smashing that reply-all button, and explaining in painful detail how yes it was my fuck up; yes I did do it with good intentions but hey things go sideways sometimes; and yes abso-fucking-lutely thank you for your shitty email that has had all the effect of a silent fart.
I think the best part of adulting is that you can make no mistakes and still lose (yeah Picard boiiii), and realising that nobody’s going to care about it in a week’s time.
I’d point out that taking responsibility for your actions doesn’t necessarily mean fixing them on your own.
It’s often more difficult (and more adult) to acknowledge that you’ve dug a hole for yourself that you can’t escape from on your own and ask for help.
Saying this as the parent of young adult children that are adulting well, but still need to ask for help. Also as the old adult child of my parents who must still force himself to ask them for help.
We spent our Saturday night bidding on a coral auction.
