I wonder this, because for the last year and a bit, I have told myself that once I get my drivers licence I will finally feel like a grown up! (For those who don’t know, I passed my test two weeks ago. Yay!) Even though I have a partner of eight years, I have a home, I have a dog, I even have THREE children who have been successfully reared by me thus far, I was sure it was the absence of this elusive drivers licence that was holding back my promotion from girl to WOMAN. (Is it acceptable to refer to my 28-year-old self as a girl? Hmmm, probably not.)
However, when said licence landed on my doormat this morning, although I was ecstatic and relived the ‘driving test nightmare’ was over with, did I really feel any different? No.
So, it’s back to the drawing board. Perhaps when I get a real-life, actual car I will feel different. I will certainly get a sense of freedom, I can take my children anywhere at any time and not have to rely on anyone else. I can also wear high heels instead of ‘comfy shoes’ because I wont have to walk everywhere. That’s the mark of a grown up, right?
Or maybe the transition will come when I get a job. A career that I enjoy and a regular salary.
Maybe I’ll never feel like a real grown-up, so I’ll just have to keep acting like one and continue to take care of the huge responsibilities I do have. My children, my family and my home.
But if anyone wants to help me out by giving me a car or indeed, a job, I am open to offers.