Blog post included.

Last weekend, I finally had that moment – the moment I think that everyone has at some point in their lives. It happened so suddenly, without warning. I didn’t think this moment would ever come; oh, but it did. And it was without a doubt, terrifying.
When it happened, I was walking down an empty street, and it was early Sunday morning. I had my best friend next to me, the wind in my hair, and I was looking forward to finding a warm , yet slightly crispy, croissant, smothered in raspberry jam (mental note: never going to happen in England).
A man, stood with a clipboard, wearing a waterproof jacket and annoying cheesy smile then shouted out to me ‘are you paying too much for your gas and electricity?’ And I smugly replied, ‘All included’ and we carried on in our (unsuccessful) quest for the perfect French breakfast. Now, this may not seem like some light bulb moment to you, but it was to me; as last weekend my said friend and I moved into our very own house.
Okay, so it’s opposite a second hand crap store, missing a few door handles and the whole house is on a tilt, but it’s our house. It’s a house! Come September, there will be three beautiful residents, and my recently grown up self. Okay, so spending three nights there included me spilling coffee, getting water up my nose and falling out of bed, but hopefully that’s never going to change.
Moving into my first house has made me realise that no amount of life’s lessons I’ve learnt, books I’ve read or birthdays I’ve encountered have made such an impact on me feeling like an adult as four (wonky) walls and a roof have. It’s also quite strange that up to this, I've been dragged to four other different houses that led none of the same effect. Maybe because this time, I'm going to have to fend for myself.
I guess for some people this moment could be a first car, or first grey hair maybe...
I’ve also stopped in my tracks several times as I’ve heard my own voice say things like ‘the bins need emptying’ and ‘I’m just going to unload the dishwasher first’, but these grown up phrases would sound just as foreign as if a dog were to say them. I think there comes a light bulb moment in everyone’s lives where they realise that they’re finally reaching adulthood, as I think the term is very much a mental state.
I wonder if you’ve had your moment yet. If not, prepare yourself, as I’m guessing I’m in for a long, boring future of more house work and less water up my nose. Well, at least I have some comfort in knowing that my bills are all included.