Growing Up Sucks, Can I Just Quit??

Growing up is so overrated.  Why can't I just quit and go back to being a child?  I want to go back to the days where I could just lounge around in my pajamas and watch TV all day, maybe hang out with some friends, eat dinners that were ready in 3 minutes, and let other people do the worrying.  Okay, this is starting to sound a lot like college, but I'll be more than happy to go back to my college years.

The truth is, I like my life.  I shouldn't be complaining, for a very famous Dr. Seuss once told me that: I have brains in my head, I have feet in my shoes, and I can steer myself any direction I choose.  But still, life really was so much easier whenever I didn't have a care in the world.  I didn't have to worry about the future--I knew that I was going to be a mommy.  I didn't have to worry about looking after myself--mom and dad took care of that.  I didn't have to worry about having to pay off my loans--ooookay, I still don't really have to do that.  Woo for graduate school and the deferment process!--that invisible number is slowly accruing somewhere out in space, though.  So, yeah, I think I want to be a kid again.

When I was a child, I dreamed of being an adult.  Now I am an adult and all I want to do is relive my childhood years.  Oh, the irony.