Adulting.

adulting

Really?

It is a funny concept to even consider that I am really an “adult” and that I actually need to make adult decisions and actually do adult-y things.

The past couple of weekends I have been going to the bank and discussing…well banking type things…and our future.

Talking about investments, RRSP’s, TFSA’s, mutual funds, a future mortgage….and I was sitting here today thinking to myself “when did I become an adult?”  I mean honestly when?

But now I am 31 (turning 32) and as much as I am in denial about this, in my thirties.  It’s just wild to think that 10 years ago I was in such a different place in my life and now I am talking about retirement plans, mutual funds, etc.

10 years ago I was dancing my face away, studying, going to school and probably (who are we kidding – definitely) making some bad decisions.

Coming out of the bank today though (besides feeling too adult-y) I felt really good about things though.  I just find it funny that I have a “financial lady”.

I am officially a (responsible) adult.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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