The Truth About Adulting

Alternatively titled, how stairs make me question my adulting skills

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Don’t get me wrong- I’m a very responsible and reasonable adult (please hire me) but there are just some things that make me question whether or not I’m good at adulting.

Dear Twenty Somethings,

I almost called this post  “The Truth about Stairs”- Is it a strange blog title? It was what inspired me to write this post. Don’t run away-let me put your mind at ease. In my humble opinion, stairs are the worst. They were most definitely invented to show just how out of shape I am. Seriously, does anyone else feel winded after walking up two flights of stairs? No, just me? Cool!

This inability to successfully walk up the stairs without feeling like I ran a 10k got me thinking- am I bad at adulting? I’m a mature, responsible, breathtakingly beautiful, hilarious and humble adult in her twenties. Unfortunately, there are some straight up adult things that I’m bad at that make me question the above statement. Here are just a few!

Being Active

Not to be dramatic, but going to the gym is my WORST nightmare. It probably explains why I’m out of shape. The only thing worse than being out of shape is showing how out of shape you are in front of other people. So, I try to work out at home so nobody sees my gross sweaty face and laboured breathing.

Beyond that, who has the time? I get that being active and healthy is super important. Let me just add that to my school schedule, my work schedule, the time I spend blogging, my volunteer schedule, the time I squeeze out to work on assignments and all the rest of the time I spend sleeping or making myself look pretty (a lot of effort, I’ll tell you!) . On top of that, for the love of all that is holy, please do not tell me that it’s possible with balance. I know how to balance things thank you very much. Knowing doesn’t make it any easier though.

Getting Up In the Morning

The worst thing about being an adult is early mornings. Let me tell you, I’m not a morning person. While I am AMAZING at pretending to be (check out my confessions for more like that one), I despise them. I have to set my alarm 15 minutes early because I always have to lie in bed when I wake up and procrastinate getting up. It does not help that I have to spend time making myself look good in the mornings. I get that it’s important, especially in the working world, but I hate mornings and I don’t know if that can ever stop.

That being said, I still pride myself on being able to fake it ’til I make it. On the inside, I’m probably thinking “please don’t talk to me. I don’t want to hate you” but on the outside, I’ll plaster on a smile and be polite because that’s much more important.


I’ve talked about it in a previous post but I’m not great at dating and relationships. Believe me, in my head I’m a catch (clearly a humble one) but experience tells me otherwise. At this rate, I’ll probably stay single forever, spending my days eating ice cream out of the container and sobbing to a dog (because I refuse to be a cat lady) about why I’m unloveable.  Dating is that unattainable adulting goal dangling in front of me while I sift through “entrepreneurs” and “just ready to have fun” guys.

On the bright side, I don’t need to share a bed, cook for anyone, or listen to how you think Sidney Crosby is the best NHL player in the world (puh-lease don’t). Not to mention I don’t need anybody to help me reach things on the highest shelf- that’s what a chair is for.

Making Adult Friends

I can barely meet anyone in the dating game, never mind in the friendship game. Where do you get adult friends? A job? Well then crap, I guess I have to wait until I’m employable! At a bar? I’m sorry, I’m not into that scene anymore (#oldladyissues). At the gym? We already know how I feel about that. Don’t get me wrong, I have amazing friends. Only thing is half of them don’t live near me and the other half have their own lives.


When it comes down to it “adulting” is an awful turn. I hate to break it to everybody, but growing up is not an option. Sure, there are things that are considered part of being an adult that I’m rubbish at, but I’m good at the most important ones- being a kind human being, knowing how to budget, holding yourself to high standards and knowing how to be responsible.  I also am great at finding gifs and cute puppy pictures so those are pretty good talents if I do say so myself.

Here’s my (unsolicited) advice:

  1. Don’t compare yourself to others. For some reason, it always seems like everyone else has their shit together when you don’t. The truth is that idealized version of your twenties we all try to live up to isn’t always real. Sometimes people are good at pretending to have their lives together.
  2. One time I read a quote that said “nothing will ruin your 20’s more than thinking you should have your life together already” and I could not agree more. Part of growing up is learning. Our twenties are meant for self-discovery and growth. I may not have all ducks in a row but I’m getting my life together by going to school, writing and preparing for my future. It’s okay if you’re doing the same thing too.
  3. Adulting is a silly term. Growing up isn’t optional. However, being an adult does not mean you can’t still be a kid at heart. You’re just like a more responsible, bigger kid.

So, adulting- am I doing this right? As far as I’m concerned, I’m doing just fine. All I need is that puppy and a full-time job 😉

Truthfully yours,











4 thoughts on “The Truth About Adulting

    1. Thanks so much! Glad people can relate to what I write. I also love the font! Thankfully it came with my theme. Your site is adorable!

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