Not Gonna Grow Up … Much

Listen! Here is the deal as I have understood it from about the age of 5. I’m 51 now and I really resent getting told “Nope, your rules are all wrong”. (That was my inner voice saying that, in case you wondered. You can tell ‘cause It always says “Nope”, “HuH” and “Eh”. Anyway, my understanding was that I had to follow the rules and do what I was told (unless I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to get caught breaking them)until I was 18 and then I was an adult and I gained sweet freedom. No bedtime. No carrots. No underwear or shoes and all the bad words you wanted stuffed in one sentence. I confess I have reveled in it! I hear my married friends talking about all they have to do in an evening and I think and often say “You know what I’m doing tonight? Whatever I want!!”