Graduation and Adulting

My graduation anniversary was a few days ago.  That means I graduated from college THREE YEARS ago.  I've been adulting for three years now, and I'm not sure how I'm doing it.  I sometimes wonder if someone is going to come up to me and whisper "I know you're not really an adult.  You don't work full time, you still watch cartoons, let's face it--the only difference between you now and you as a kid was that now you can afford to buy all that junk that you used to make your parents buy for you--and you have a car.  That's it."

I mean, I'm not worried, per se.  But, my brother is graduating tomorrow, and my own graduation is coming up at the end of the summer.  I'm starting to realize that soon I won't even have school to back me up.  I'll just be an adult (or someone cleverly masquerading as one).

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go build a blanket fort with the Snuggie my grandma gave me.

That Adult Thing

I think I finally figured out the secret to this whole adult-ing thing.  Basically, being an adult is just like being a kid, except you now have money to buy all that nerd stuff for yourself, and people expect you to act "your age", get up at a reasonable hour, pay the bills, go to work, wear pants around the house--even if no one is home--and do other "mature" things, even if you don't want to.  Basically, being an adult is all about pretending to be the most mature member of your social circle.  Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm putting on my jammies and crawling into my blanket fort.