Okay, so I did the ’15 ways you know you’re a grown-up’ but now here are the ways why I’m actually pretty bad at this whole adulthood thing.

1. Career.
As a child it was ok to not know what you wanted to do with your life, but now that I’m past 30 it’s got a tad embarrassing. I recently left the teaching profession and a year later I still have no idea about my long-term career plans.

2. Money.
Life was so simple before bills and statements, when the only monetary problem you had was whether you could afford a push pop sweet as well as a copy of Smash Hits. These days it seems that as soon as I get paid, all the money goes straight out of my account for one bill or the other.

3. Clothes.
Sometimes I want to wear my red shoes with my bright pink tights, accompanied by my multicoloured patterned dress, with my cardigan with a completely different pattern on it. Oh, and I’d like to be able to wear such clothes that clash and don’t go together, without being given strange looks by members of the public.

4. No adults allowed.
I don’t like the fact that there are age restrictions on certain playgrounds and fun areas. I love swings and slides and roundabouts as much as any kid.  I think there needs to be an adult version of a ball pool and soft play. Perhaps I should start one. Maybe this is the career path that I was waiting for!

5. Films.
I don’t like watching films that are rated 18. Most of the time they are given this rating due to violence or horror, and that’s the last thing I want to spend 2 hours+ watching. Even some 15 rated films are a ‘No no’ for me. Give me a good 12A or even a U rated film any day. I love the feel-good film factor. Super soppy and silly films are just up my street.

6. Food.
Apparently party food isn’t regarded as a sensible meal time option. For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved party food. It wasn’t unusual for me to go into Sainsburys and stock up on their frozen party food selection. It wouldn’t be for a party either. There was no chance of me sharing the filo prawns, cheese bites or chicken sticks. When I discovered that my local Sainsburys had stopped selling frozen party food, I spent a good minute or so just standing in front of the freezer section which used to be the home of my mealtime delights. I still haven’t recovered from the shock.

7. Being ‘responsible’.
Ok, well to be honest I don’t think I’ll ever actually be a responsible adult, but there is a certain implication and expectation that you should be. As an adult it’s frowned upon to laugh hysterically, pull funny faces and gallop in public places, but I like doing those things!

So, taking all those things into consideration, as well as the points in my previous post, perhaps I have to admit that even though I have many of the traits of an adult, I’m not a very good one. I may try to play the part, but I’m still a kid at heart.