...being an adult...

Remember when you were little and you couldn't wait to grow up but your mom would tell you to enjoy your childhood while you can? 

I'm so having a "my mom was right" moment...

I just feel like I did nothing this weekend. Now, I did accomplish things this weekend. Quite a few things, actually. It's just never the things that I mean to accomplish...

I always get the new things completed, the immediate problems fixed, the recurring items taken care of. Things like laundry and dishes because they never stop happening. I get them accomplished because I have to. We need clean clothing (according to society) and dishes we can actually eat off.

But I never get the "regular" stuff accomplished. These things always get pushed to the back of the list, and are almost never completed. Things like filing the numerous piles of paid bills, EOB's, pay stubs, etc. I have piles of paper everywhere. I even have files for all of them. I just need to organize them and put them away. Or cleaning the two upstairs bedrooms. Not even cleaning, just organizing. There's stuff everywhere (And the kicker of it? I even have places to put most of it already picked out in my mind!) Or things for me like reading, cross-stitching or other "me time" activities. I just never seem to get the time to do it. 

I just wish I could just have a few days where the necessities like laundry and dishes (and even work) would stop so I can accomplish the not-so-necessary to-do-list. 

Being an adult is kinda crummy sometimes...