Adulting

 I had heard the word "adulting" used before, but never really knew what it meant.  In fact I thought it was a made up slang for those who didn't want to act like a grown up.  I found out today that I was wrong.  The definition for adulting was actually 'the practice of behaving in a way characteristic of a responsible adult, especially the accomplishment of mundane but necessary tasks.'  Unfortunately for Meg, she got a heavy dose of adulting this past week.

On Friday morning Meg left for IU in plenty of time to make it to her dinner shift at Bell Trace.   She called me when she got to Carmel.  She had pulled over to get something to eat and while in line at Culver's she began to feel a migraine starting.  By the time her order arrived she was completely dizzy and afraid that she wouldn't be able to drive.  Thankfully, she knew that there was a Target near by and decided that she'd take Ibuprofen and walk around the store for a little bit to see if it would subside.  It took about an hour, but the cooler temperature, medication, water and a wet wash cloth all helped Meg to get back in her car and on her way.  I was so glad that she made it to Bloomington without incident and was impressed that she was able to still work her shift.

Saturday started off better for Meg.  In between her lunch and dinner shifts she had time to run to Kroger to get groceries.  She walked out of the store, however, and noticed a flat tire.  She texted me a picture and asked what she should do.  It was definitely flat, but fortunately we knew an auto repair shop right next to the Kroger parking lot that she could drop the car off to be fixed.  She had just enough time to Uber back to Brett's apartment, make baked spaghetti and head to Bell Trace again.  Her real world experiences didn't end there as when she got home later that evening, she and Brett realized that the refrigerator was not working and all of her groceries had gone bad including her favorite meal.  

On Monday Meg called to let me know that parking on campus this summer was not free and it was $4.75 just to study at the Union for a few hours.  I did some research for her and soon she was on her way to  Parking Operations to pick up a summer parking permit.  Afterward she stopped at Comcast to get a modem and router so that we could set up her internet when she moved in her new apartment in June.  She called me when she got back to Brett's to let me know that between the car, working at Bell Trace, the refrigerator incident, setting up the electricity and studying for classes she finally felt like an adult.  It was nice knowing that she felt that she could handle all of the responsibilities coming her way.  Hopefully, not every week as an adult will be quite so hectic.