I no longer want to be an adult! Why oh why do we grow up? Simon 🙂 Please share and make my day:PocketWhatsAppSkypeTumblrTelegramTwitterPinterestFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related 41 thoughts on “I no longer want to be an adult!” Add yours Simon, you can color and I’ll be the tomboy climbing trees and then I’ll help you with a purple, magenta crayon 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply No way! I’m climbing tree too, I always loved that. 😀 LikeLike Reply Hahaha!! Mine too and I have the scars to prove it 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person I have loads of scars I can’t remember what from lol I never thought of you as the tom boy. LikeLiked by 1 person Did you see my comment. I posted my stories up today 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person I’ll check them out. LikeLike I hope so… I’ve been keen to see what you think 😊 LikeLike I’ll check it out tonight. I’m sure they’re great reads! LikeLike I’m in, and I’m bringing sweeties! (Although I do think being a grown up is not without its perks – nobody is going to tell me it’s bedtime, or that I can’t have ice cream for breakfast. And, best of all, I never have to go to school again! 😀) LikeLiked by 1 person Reply You know what – I would happily settle for all that! LikeLike Reply I feel like this daily hehe LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I thought so. Come and join the colouring fun and fort party! 😊 LikeLike Reply I’ll make my fort and do the same. Coloring for adults is cool now days. There are a wide range of books available. M LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Sounds good to me. The more the merrier! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply In my current state of sickness and agoraphobia, I’m not crazy about crowds. Now crowds on the internet, as long as not trolls, my anxiety does not rise and I can be as young, beautiful and spirited as I want to be. Mostly living my younger years. I’m working on a post for my birthday, if it works out, you can see photos of me at different adult ages doing some fun stunts or sitting on my ass. We’ll see. No-one knows what I look like today. Not that much different than before but being so sick makes you face the ugly in the mirror. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Ill look forward to that 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person It’s weird because when your annoymous people can form ideas or nor, I like it that way. Not because I don’t like the way I look. I was very pretty before illness hit me. What I’ve not written about is my two year journey to find my heart problem. I’ve had tones of stress since 2003 when my granny had a stroke. Long story I may write about someday. I’ve talked your ear off enough. M LikeLiked by 1 person I like hear you talking. I can’t keep up with you though! 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person Do I talk that fast or the accent get in way? The other issue to cloud conversations is my memory issues. I use the wrong word for things and leave out or misspell words. Just say M you’re running away, I can’t keep up. I still don’t have filters to know what I’m doing. I’m very hard to live with since getting Lyme. I had a crisis on Sunday and the two filters I used failed me. The sun was’t out, overcast day and my legs were not sunburn. I overworked myself by twice and my heart wasn’t happy. I had an episode and it takes like 30 minutes for me to quit hyperventilating. Not a pretty side of me. I have no way of knowing when my heart problem is going to happen, it comes on full power and I was home alone so stayed outside with no water and started hyperventilating. When my husband came home he was freaked. He wants me to live in a bubble. I say parents have terrible things happen to their kids all the time, adults get in terrible situations just the same, it’s life. He said “what if you fell and hit your head” it could happen in the house just the same. I’m not having a babysitter 24 hrs a day. “you could have hit your head and bleeding very bad, yes I’ve done that inside and outside. Because the spirochetes from Lyme and co-infections are in my brain, they continue to eat away. There’s no cure except death or feel like death. I’m pushing myself the way my grandparents taught me, it served them well thru the war and deep depression. They knew more that me. You can’t learn your limits until you fall. I fell off a three foot ladder twice a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday I brought the 5 foot in my office and didn’t fall once. I have to learn, I’ve already spent two years in bed, I’m not going back there. Talked your ear off. 🙂 M LikeLiked by 1 person Sorry its a bit crap for you. But you keep fighting to stay out of that bed! 😊 LikeLike So keeping up with me is more the cognitive issue. I do know I ramble because there is no concept of time. I started wearing a watch and bought clock for office to relearn time concept. Thanks Simon you’re a good friend. M LikeLiked by 1 person That’s kind of what I was thinking. It’s a pleasure to be a friend 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person 🙂 Thanks for being a honest man! M LikeLiked by 1 person Thanks for being an honest lady 😊 LikeLike I’m not coloring but I am over here cutting paper strips and pasting stickers on things. It’s all the same. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That sounds pretty cool too! 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Just FYI. I did more of the cutting of the paper and the gluing of the things today. It’s a lot of fun 😀 LikeLiked by 1 person Oh I’m so envious! LikeLike Sign me up! 😛 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply We’ll need a big fort lol LikeLiked by 1 person Reply And a cooler for the beer, I mean juice! LikeLiked by 1 person Yes, the bee… Juice needs to be cold! LikeLiked by 1 person Outstanding planning! LikeLike I have many many coloring supplies. Come on over. I’ll start on the fort. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Sounds good to me Sandra, Ill help you, we should share the fun! 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply well Peter Pan sounds like you are finding your fun … LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Hehe… I never said I wasn’t trying! 😉 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply with a bit more grit and determination please 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Ok. Ill do it! 😤 LikeLiked by 1 person is that the emoji for constipation .. 😦 LikeLiked by 1 person I don’t know how to answer that ;-P LikeLike It's great to hear from bloggies - feel free to leave a comment :-) Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. 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