Becoming an adult...

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I think at one point in everyone's life, they realize they are adults and need to step up. That no longer the days of childhood and being lazy apply. I'm almost 27, about 29 days short of that and actually on my second marriage. The first one didn't work out, I was too young and he was too many other things. Anyway, I have a wonderful new husband and life is going great, but we have some career changes coming up in the very near future and I realized our nest egg isn't where we would like it to be. We did just buy the house, and put some money into it already, but the equity isn't there to take out. So, I finally realized I now have a family of my own (a husband and four animals, who let's face it are out kids right now) and I need to make sure my family has enough funds in the bank to support us during the career transition. In a way, it's kind of a scary thought, not the taking a second job to supplment income, but the fact I actually have a family of my own now. It's crazy. I feel old in a way, but in another, it's kind of a special feeling. I knew the first marriage probably wasn't going to last because I never felt like this. I always considered my parents and aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents the family and while they still are and while they are still important to me, let's face it, I have immediate family right here in my home. And I need to do anything to help them. Growing up and being an adult is scary too. Look how much stuff we have to do- bills, chores, realtionships, work, stress, traffic, houses, and then at one point we have our own kids. You really don't know how good you have it as kid until much later in life. We spend our childhoods wishing we were adults. Now we spend out adult lives wishing to go back, even if just for a day at times. But there is a lot about my adult life now I wouldn't trade for the world, so I guess we have to take the good with the bad.