The thing I find the most challenging about being married is this idea that being married means I'm automatically a grown-up. Have you seen Parks & Recreation? April and Andy, the only married couple on the show, are about as far from being grown-ups as anyone I've ever seen. But I love the episode where they go to Bed Bath & Beyond and Andy finally admits to April that he really wants his own fork.
April doesn't mind sharing a fork because she doesn't want to grow up because grown-ups are boring. I won't spoil the episode if anybody hasn't seen it (and if you haven't, why haven't you seen it? Go watch it. Then we'll talk.) but I will say, these are two people that resist the idea that being married means you need to be a grown-up.
Now, I badly want to be a grown-up and I don't mind being boring. But I do mind this idea that somehow, I'm supposed to have grown up overnight just because I'm married now. I still leave my socks everywhere and my poor tired husband still follows me around trying to get me to put my cereal bowl in the sink (or the dishwasher) after breakfast. I forget what day trash day is and when I don't put a new bag in the recycling bin, I still throw whatever I'm holding into it, figuring I'll put in a new bag later.
One of my friends defined being a grown-up as, "realizing your actions have consequences, and learning from that." For example, when I started working, I realized I could not just throw my suits on the bedroom floor because I did not have time to iron them daily. So I started hanging my suits up. I was continuously late to work because I couldn't find my keys. I'm now much better about hanging my keys on the key hook we keep next to the door. I hope that in a few years, I will be the kind of person that puts all my clothes away or in the hamper, that makes sure both socks make it into and out of the laundry, and never has to soak another cereal bowl.
What does being a grown-up mean to you?