Motivation Monday – the am I old enough to do this edition?

Rainbows from the brain

I have travelled the world, I am an independent and (hopefully somewhat) valuable member of society, I can be trusted to feed myself, pay by bills and even exercise occasionally. Even given all that, I honestly don’t know when I became grown up enough to be trusted with it all.

I can book a flight, get to the airport on time and fly to a foreign destination – I can even have multiple* cocktails on the flight- but there is still a nagging feeling that I should have got my Mum to sign the permission slip.

Even when planning my independent little jaunts around London at the weekend I feel like I should check with someone that it is ok. Who would this someone be? …Parents? Friends? The local constabulary?

This feeling is more than a little ridiculous; I am a bad-ass kiwi blogger who elbows the ‘left standers’ on the underground, who drinks more coffee than is medically recommended and who loves my adopted city more than is reasonable.

I guess this is just one of those lovely reminders of a happy childhood, no matter how old I am or which time zone I am in I still want to text Dad to say I am home safe.

*I hate flying, so yes the multiple cocktails are always necessary

3 Comments

  1. June 24, 2013 / 8:45 am

    I know what you mean, I think it’s just nice and reassuring to know that someone else cares & knows you are safe.

  2. June 24, 2013 / 11:57 am

    It’s a little-known fact, but actually you’re not grown up until you’re forty-five.

    • June 29, 2013 / 11:06 pm

      Oh thank god! So I can still go on family holidays till then?