I'm currently an unmarried man making a living wage, living in Tucson, AZ. I rent a house, which I share with a roommate. I pay almost all my bills, with the exception of my cellular bill since my mom refuses to let me separate from the family plan. I have about $2,000 in student loan debt, which is extremely minor as far as student loans go, and no other outstanding debts to speak of. I also don't have any significant savings, though.
My bedroom is fairly tidy, though my recycling bin is overflowing. Also, there's a stack of old pizza boxes nearby that I need to throw away. Out of sight, out of mind, though.
I'm working for a company I helped to build, and which I don't see myself breaking away from any time soon. I have no idea how long this company will last or what I'll accomplish while I'm here, but I believe to some degree both of those things are up to me. I'm carrying responsibility, and I don't feel like I'm bowing to the pressure. Agency and responsibility are hallmarks of adulthood, and I hope that at least counters the pile of empty pizza boxes on the scoreboard.
I have a loving girlfriend, whose company I've been enjoying for over two years now with no signs of stopping. We argue sometimes, but we listen to each other when we do. Most of the time, though, we just talk to each other and share experiences, which is a lot of what relationships are about, I think. We also help each other out when we need each other while pushing each other to see and do different things than we might if we were alone. What more could you want?
I spend maybe, on average, about 15-20% of my waking time playing video games, which accounts for maybe 30% of my leisure time. The rest is spent on other activities like writing, reading, watching shows and movies, spending time with friends, hiking, and cooking.
I can cook anything with directions, but only a few things from scratch. As part of my self-improvement New Year's resolutions, I believe I have something about learning to cook a certain number of new dishes next year, so hopefully my repertoire will expand by the time I'm 30.
I'm medically sound, with just a few dental issues to worry about. I could stand to lose a little weight, but last time I went to a doctor for a check-up I was pronounced "incredibly boring" from a medical perspective, so I'm not inclined to worry about my belly too much.
Still, my diet is considerably different than it was a few years ago. Candy consumption has dropped precipitously, soft drink consumption is practically non-existent, and fast food burgers are maybe a bi-monthly experience. What junk I do eat (I still eat a lot of it) I try to balance with biking, hiking, and the occasional lifting of weights.
I don't own any suits, and my attire is primarily slacks and t-shirts. I should probably invest in a decent suit at some point, though, just in case.
All things considered, I'm probably a little more Huey Lewis and the News' "It's Hip to Be Square" than I am "At Least I'm Not Like All Those Other Old Guys," but I think I fall somewhere between them. Let's see if any of this changes in the next year.
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