Eat breakfast food all the time? Yes. Pancakes all the time. Delicious.
Go on vacation wherever you want? Yes.
Wear whatever you want? Yes.
Have a messy room? Why not?
Refuse to make your bed? Doesn't matter.
Fail to clean the bathroom every Saturday? Still get to go out.
Today, I'm sitting here while sweaty dudes make very loud noises on my roof. Today they're tearing the old one off. The rest of the week they'll be putting a new one on. What you don't realize as a kid is that there's a sense of satisfaction in knowing that as an adult, you can order a major home improvement project. And the feeling of accomplishment in knowing that you can pay for it.
My bed isn't made. My clothes aren't put away. I had a bagel for breakfast because pancakes are a pain in the butt. I didn't clean the bathroom this weekend. I'm wearing a t-shirt and spandex shorts because I'm going to work out in a couple of hours and there's no purpose in getting something else dirty beforehand.
All those things I learned to do as a kid, I'm ignoring. Regardless, I'm still acting like an adult at a pretty high level.
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