That lasted four months, and I think I only made it that long because I already had a road trip planned for April. The moment I got in the car for my trip, there went all of my feelings of needing to feel responsible and adultish, right out the windows I rolled down for the dogs to hang their heads out on the way to Colorado. Weeeeee!!
Not long after returning home, the adult responsibilities tried to sneak back in. I realized my washer was steadily going downhill. I knew that as a wise and responsible adult, I should purchase a new washer now before this one officially died and left me stranded with a large piles of clothes to wash. So I promptly scheduled a new tattoo appointment instead. Ha, take that feelings of responsible adultness! You're not winning this time!!
One month later, guess what happened? Yup, the washer died. Adulthood came in like a wrecking ball. Now I was definitely feeling tied down and domestic. Ew, dang you adulthood! Well played.
I started plotting my escape -- nothing cures the feelings of being boxed in like a good ole adventure! But where should I go?! I remembered a friend's post about some sort of surprise vacation company...perrrrrfect. I have a birthday coming up -- I'll give myself a surprise vacation!!
An hour after ordering my washer I purchased my surprise vacation! Not today adulthood, not today. Adventure wins!