Adult Decisions

Maybe my goal of "retroactive blogging" in my last post was a bit too ambitious. Too much seems to be going on now to think backwards. Case in point, my weekend of what I would call adult decisions.

Okay, it was not really a weekend full of them. Really only two. I have to stop here and say that my amazing friend Tara came to visit, and judging by our karaoke experience on Friday, the term "adult" may be a stretch. But I will take the moment here and mention we had a blast, and it was a much needed weekend together.

So what were my adult decisions? One, the week leading up to last weekend forced me to think seriously about my career. Long story short, I applied for a job a while back that I actually ended up taking myself out of the running for on Friday. The experience has made me really sit back and think not only about what I have done and learned in the past two years as a professional but also about where I want to go from here. As evident in my previous post, this is a prominent conversation around here. However, this most recent decision has really made me realize that I need to really think about where I want to go from here. It has also made me even more grateful for some pretty amazing people in my life that I have been able to talk to about it while they face some major decisions of their own.

My second decision may not seem as poignant, but it is one I feel like sharing nonetheless. I finally took out by naval piercing. (insert snarky comments here) I had it done right when I turned 18. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time, but I have never really had a reason to have it. I am not the midriff-bearing type of woman. However, I have had it for so long, it was just part of me. I have talked about permanently removing it for literally years at this point, and I finally did it.

Connection between the decisions: I must be something of an adult to turn down a job, I can take out the naval ring. (This is pretty much what I said to Tara when I did it, too.) Really. I am 26 years old. I have not really felt like it until now I think. Whether I like it or not, it is adult decision time. Although this in no way means I will start acting like an adult in all situations from this point out. Tara and I do plan to revisit the karaoke. ;-)

Sidenote: Shutter Island was not worth the money to see. If you want, rent it, but do not spend the money or two and a half hours at the theater for it. Trust me.