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Friday, May 15, 2015

Day 290

Day 290: Sometimes I think I have this whole "being an adult" thing figured out, other times not so much. Brussel sprouts, which I love, to me seem very "adult". As a kid I doubt you could have paid me to eat them but now, as an "adult", they are a favourite treat of mine (cooking them up in toasted sesame seed oil, salt and pepper as you see here is a particular delight!). Some "adult" stuff I can do. Some I feel I am weaker at. Today, Friends, I got the estimate from the roofers what it will take to fix the ice problem here at Lovely House. Well, after receiving the estimate and hearing the explanation from the very kind roofing man, I have one thing to say: "uncle". I know somehow it'll all work out, it always does, but boy oh boy. I wish that I could just run away and build a fort or race to the swing set or something a call it a day. A Friend of mine posted something about needing to find someone "more adult...someone who adults better, an adultier adult"...and I couldn't agree more. In the absence of that adultier adult, I will fake it till I make it and enjoy my brussel sprouts. #LovelyHouse #365happydays
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