JFTR.... Adulthood should have more perks.

   Every kid in the world has played 'House' at least once.  Yes, even boys.  Even when your 6, a pretty girl calling you pet names and swooning when you fake walks in the door means something.  It's kind of silly playing real life though.  I guess it's the same reason why I never got the video game 'The Sims'.  Even if you add full control to the mix, why not  be a horsemen of the apocalypse, save the world from zombies, or try and save the princess.  Even if she is always in the next castle.  As kids, the absolute authority adults have is better than super powers.  As we grow up we're intoxicated with the wifts of that ultimate control that lies just barely out of reach.  It's going to be just like playing house right?  Absolute power! The world is clay and since we're grown ups now we were magically endowed with Michelangelo like abilities. Sadly, not the turtle.  But just like Jafar we were led into a trap!

   Who the heck came up with rent and bills? And why were we so ignorant to them?  That's not fun. At all. Not to mention the juggling act that is life, work, school, and all other miscellaneous responsibilities.  And not tennis ball juggling. We're talking razor sharp machetes. And why isn't there mind blowing amounts of fun after bed time?! And why do home cooked meals, especially the vegetables, taste like manna from heaven now?  How in the world do get laundry and cleaning elves to move in?  This sounds like a lame grown up sucked all the fun out of adulthood.

   It's time to take back being full grown bucks and does! No bed time and facial hair are terrific but thus far, the cons are far out weighing the pros.  They laid it on so thick we forgot to use our 'Grown-Up' card. You know what's in the fine print of that card?  To paraphrase "Whatever! I'll do what I want!!"  We combine what we learned from our baptism of fire crossing the threshold of obligations and our childhood love of fun and now we're really playing house.

   Whoever tried to make adulthood lame, probably The Man, has fed us the lie we have to stop doing (insert an awesome activity here) because we're suppose to be mature and adults.  Maturity is overrated.  It suspiciously sounds like The Man's lies that we have to be boring and stuffy.  Bravo Sierra.  False. Bull Puckey.  No way Mr. The Man.  Not buying your faulty goods.

No, I can't call in sick today catch up on my TV show on Netflix. Yes you can! You're only irresponsible if you do it everyday and neglect everything else.
Grown-Ups don't spend all weekend in front of their couches beating video games.  Ummm, Maybe they do!  Here's a plan, don't do that every weekend and every weekend and who cares!
I should go to bed early tonight instead of going out on the town.  YAWN! That'll be an awesome story to tell.
Making a pillow fort, having a snowball fight, eating ice cream for dinner, and pretending the floor is lava are too silly to do now.  Well if you want me to change your name to "Fun Hater" in my phone, go ahead and keep thinking that.

   So what if adulthood isn't all fruity pebbles and peach-raspberry pie,  we can still do what we want!  It's an  inherent rite we gained!  I suggest we give The Man a swift knee to groin and start using our Grown Up card.  I'll even make you an official one if you'd like.