Stuff Only Grown-ups Get Excited About

Stuff Only Grown-ups Get Excited About

This is one of those “things nobody tells you when you’re a kid” topics.  Stuff only grown-ups get excited about.  Things that would NEVER occur to you to think were cool when you were under the age of, say, twenty.  

We got new dishes for Christmas.  They’re very nice (thanks Mom!) and we will probably use them for the rest of our lives*.  New dishes were definitely not a need; we already had perfectly good dishes that had been in use for 20+ years.  But it’s nice to have something new and more modern and since I want to renovate the kitchen sooner rather than later, they put me in a more motivated state to make that happen.  As a kid, if someone had given you a box of plates though?  Yuck. It might as well have been underwear.  Or socks.  

I’m not sure when the gifting of household items instead of toys, games, and other fun stuff started making me happy.  I used to be fun!  I used to ask for fun stuff!  Now I ask for plates, what the hell?  Sometimes adulting is just dumb.  What it really is is expensive.  That kitchen remodel is going to require a huge chunk of cash.  We had the crawl space sealed after we moved in.  $3000 to put plastic and weird waffle boards on the floor of a space I can’t stand up in and have been in once, but I was excited because it “helps your property value”.  Ha!  

We have a robot vacuum.  I thought that was going to be dumb until we turned her loose (her name is Rosario by the way, after the maid on Will and Grace.  And lest you think I’m being racist, I’m not, I loved Shelley Morrison’s character, rest her soul).  Let me tell you something, I only get the actual vacuum out of the closet about twice a year, so Rosario is now one of my best friends.  Now I want a robot mop.  That would make me REALLY excited, and I think Rosario would appreciate having a friend.

Yep, you don’t get excited about this junk when you’re 14, and nobody tells you you’re going to.  And you wouldn’t believe them if they did.  

*That’s terrifying and I regret bringing that up…