I have been much too serious and adult lately. It is getting to be a habit and I have to admit that it can be really boring at times. Adulthood has not lived up to youthful expectations, and I think that if someone just sent you a memo about the time you learnt to read and told you, then maybe we wouldn’t race so hard to grow up.

Dear Kid Sucker,

Adult life is not the fun you think it is, basically it is a load of responsibility and stress and not much else.

Take your time, enjoy the moments.

Cheers,

The Big Whatever.

But even as I write these words, I suspect that there are some out there who did get the memo – those who exhibit Peter Pan symptoms and maybe even a whole generation of twenty somethings. I am just annoyed that I didn’t get the memo.

The issue is though, what to do. What is “fun”? Many things I thought were fun no longer appeal. Gosh, my mind is a blank, I can’t even dig up an example of anything fun from the FD crypt at all. There’s just an echoing silence in there!

“Fun” – well, things I like to do now are:

Read in bed

Have a massage

Take tea with my daughters after a movie

Dream of a comfortable retirement

Watch leaves move on trees (in Mr FD’s case this would be watch grass grow – that man loves a green lawn).

Bake muffins

Lunch with my dearest friends

Do nothing

Exciting list, but that is fun to me, and now that I think of it, always has been. So there you go, just proves that I grew up too soon. I had middle aged lady fun even when young! Maybe I can look forward to a second childhood in old age and make up for wasted time!