We're kind of like grownups.....

It's a very funny feeling when the calls between you and your "best gals" become more few and far between.  When your voice messages include "I'm sure you're busy too"  "I know we have been trying to get together and I'm so looking forward to that, when it happens"

Moral of the very short & sweet story, we're growing up.  And [mind you] I'm resisting.  When I have drinks with my bestest and we discuss seeing acquaintances, I laugh & cringe inside when she describes their conversations about how she is now working with me -- "how are things going, what are you doing now?" --  "Still working at the restaurant and now I have a big girl job in PR."  GASP!  [Makes my heart flutter speaking of it]  Resistance -- I guess what I am doing, what she just recently took on as her new place-where-I-spend-my-most-time-and-get-paid IS, in fact a big girl job.

With all of these signs pointing towards ---- >GROWN-UP< ---- and my friends posting photos on Instagram & Facebook of their engagement rings and {swallow} sonograms of their soon to be babies.... I'm only really phased me when see the post or think about it.  However, when I look in the mirror every morning before my big girl job, I only see me the me who has been, since always, a Peter Pan at heart.... and I panic remembering I have to be an adult for 9 hours.

I've tried to decifer my reasoning for not wanting to grow up, and, I could bore you insanely with my inconclusive findings, but that isn't important.  What's important is, that my first blog post here described my willingness and excitement for the future..... and I'm [somehow] going to have to find the me who wrote that to help me battin down the hatches and get ready for the ride.