Well friends, I think I've hit a Mid-mid-life crisis. It's true. I'm 24...25 in October - and I find I'm feeling antsy, angsty even, worried that I've not done all those things I thought I would do by the time I was 25. Okay...I actually don't know what I thought. Honestly - I feel mostly on track: have the BA degree, have a FT job with benefits, living and working on my own (even if it is in Provo - cough), trying to plug through the limbo years of single 20 somethings, and those making big decisions that will affect the rest of my life. I didn't think I'd even get (nor did I really want to) married until I was around 24-26 (you see how I REALLY don't fit in in Provo now don't you?), again, I feel things are going...okay. Not exactly as planned - but still pressing forward. They are still on-track-ish. So why do I think I"m in a mid-mid-life crisis. The following pictures illustrate:
I think this is a subconscious manifestation of my need for loyal companionship...and I've just always really wanted a Kitty and don't really know what I"m waiting for. I WANT! I will GET! There will be a naming contest of course so look forward to that. Well, there will be a VOTE rather. I'm thinking names like Mr. Bingley, Lola (fo real), Ruby, Zepporah (that's for you Moses!), Sophie, or William.
I really really really can't afford a car - nor the gas to put in the car. SO, I am getting a Scooter. The logic is as follows: it's summer and I have always wanted one, less gas, small payment, time to save for a GOOD car instead of another POS, aaaaaand chicks on Scooters are hot ;) EH?
Cons: Rain. I can't go to SLC when I please. That last reason makes me want to vomit. I love SLC and it's a great relief from the...er...."rigors/culture/weirdness" that is Provo sometimes. BUT, I have to save, I have to sacrifice, and really - a bright red Scooter is pretty awesome, no? Again - there will be names to present.
So there you have it - a Mid-mid-life crisis that includes a red Scooter and a Cat possibly named Mr. Bingley. I can't wait to see what happens when I'm 40! Especially if I haven't taken that Southeast Asia trip yet....mmmm, Southeast Asia.