Today I bought a Costco membership for Jesse and I, something we've talked about on and off, because we've both wanted one for a while now but today we were just hanging out and talking about our house, and how I don't have a kitchen right now so I haven't been eating like I would like to, and long story short, it ended up with me busting out my debit card and getting us a membership.
A simple thing, really. It was inexpensive, easy to do, and even though the membership is in my name, it came with a free one so Jesse could have his own card too. Cool! Finally!
Then roughly 10 minutes after we were members it hit me, I have my own Costco membership. Only, like, grown ups have that. I've taken another step towards not being a kid and it was such a weird feeling. I know you can get your own membership at 18, but really you think of Costco and you think if grown ups and families (and free samples, but that's beside the point).
In the midst of me semi living on my own, working a crazy job, planning on how to decorate my soon to be home, I now have a Costco membership. I'm so far into the adult life, there's no going back now, Costco was the final straw.
But just because I can buy my food in bulk now doesn't mean I'm gonna suddenly change into some mature business woman, because I'll still be battling Pokémon cards with Jesse and playing Animal Crossing, a game with little animals and cute things that really has no point at all, I can still be a kid too.
Learning to balance the two is the most important thing, and I think I'm doing a pretty good job (even if I still procrastinate on my laundry sometimes
I had to use two dryers and the super crazy heavy load washer whoops).
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