Love for Adulthood

13 Sep

I’m trying really hard to actually believe in the title of this post. But when you’ve been having first-day-of-school jitters, buying textbooks, figuring out a class schedule, and getting so excited to see all of your friends every year for the past NINETEEN, it’s just weird. I think I’m getting a little used to it – but that probably has to do with the fact that I’m kind of making money. That always helps.

So I thought  I would put together a little list  – and this list is called:


Yeah that’s right. And here we go.

(1) I worked three jobs in one day. You heard me – three. The first was a saxophone masterclass at a high school, the second my internship at BuildASign (which is now finished!), and thirdly, I worked at UT in CoFA (College of Fine Arts – you will hear of this often).  It was crazy – and slightly exhausting. Oh, and can’t forget that night, when I sang at a jam session (although that could not be further from “work” in its negative connotation). Crazy day. (In other news, I’m pretty sure it is punctuationally – THAT’S RIGHT – incorrect to put the period AFTER the parentheses at the end of a sentence. However, I think that when you parenthesize at the end of a sentence, that looks silly. Therefore, I refuse to do it. Ever).

(2) I remembered to buy toilet paper before it was a crisis.

(3) Clothes. Yeah, that’s right – I know that I am growing up because I dress up everyday. And, although I feel like I outgrew this habit awhile ago, there is no more going anywhere in PJ’s/sweats. Remember those days? The days where you rolled out of bed 10 minutes before class started and put on a hat? I sure do. Although, one time my undergrad music theory teacher told me a looked “like a homeless person”. I’m completely serious. And nowadays, I don’t think anyone wants a homeless person teaching their students how to play the saxophone. On a street corner. With the case open for tips.

(4) I have curtains. And not just any curtains – awesome, IKEA, boldly-patterned curtain panels. They are kick ass – and my living room looks rad because of them. Check it.

Sorry the lighting is terrible. But the curtains are hella cool.

(5) I have a blog. You may have noticed this. Why does this mean that I am growing up? Because I don’t get to see people every day and pontificate about things I love/hate/laugh at/want/am interested in. Isn’t that what blogging is all about? I mean, I hope people read it, but really – I’m pontificating.

(6) I reopened a Savings Account. Did you know that when your Savings Account has $0.00 in it for a looooong time that they close it? Sassy.

(7) I’m working on a website! I hope it turns out really awesome, but if anyone has any suggestions about websites/buying domain names/etc., please let me know. Also, be thinking about what the site should actually be. Although I like lizlovemusic(dot)com, I feel like we can get more creative here, people.

(8) I dust things.

So I think that about covers it. Adulthood = awesome, annoying, responsiblicious, and inevitable. Who could ask for anything more?

9 Responses to “Love for Adulthood”

  1. KaraLoraine September 14, 2010 at 3:52 am #

    Regarding your parentheses/period dilemma, you’ll be happy to know that if the parentheses is at the end of a sentence and the material inside is a fragment, the period goes on the outside. So the periods after the closing parenthesis for the statements elaborating on CoFA and on your singing were in the correct location :) Unfortunately your “that looks silly” argument would probably be shot down in flames by a red pen regarding putting the period outside the closing parenthesis when the material inside is a full sentence. And now that I know you hate it, I will probably do that as often as possible. (Like this.) Ask Jordan, I thoroughly enjoy inappropriately using apostrophes because I know it makes her skin crawl. And what are friends for if they’re not there to torture you?

    Lovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYou! Mwahahhahahahahahaha….

    P.S. Being an adult sucks. I currently can’t find a replacement filter for my vacuum cleaner and I just really feel like this should be my mother’s problem, not mine.

  2. Sharon September 17, 2010 at 6:45 pm #

    Even at 56, being an adult still sucks!

  3. Karla September 17, 2010 at 10:03 pm #

    As the mother of a 19-year-old college student, your article gives me hope. (I also have a 23-year-old former college student son still living at home.)

    (Neat that your friend’s name is “Kara Loraine”–mine is Karla Loraine. Whoda thunk two moms would both misspell Loraine the same??)

  4. lizlovemusic September 17, 2010 at 10:06 pm #

    Thanks for all of your wonderful thoughts, friends!! A secret – I’m actually 24, but I’ve been through 19 years of school. :) But I hope it still gives you hope!!

  5. mary September 21, 2010 at 6:12 pm #

    Better late than never, but I’ve been out of town and just read your post. You ARE a grown-up! Wanted to tell you that my brother Marc did 2 web sites for me at work:, and Check them out and if you are interested in help from him, I can sure ask him for you.

  6. Erin September 21, 2010 at 7:49 pm #

    Good for you. 19 or 24 you’re fabulous! And always dress up – when you become a mom, the thought of going back to wearing pyjamas on a school run will seem reasonable. It’s not! Adulthood stinks but it does have its perks – like curtains and being able to afford them!

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