Adulting

Ever feel like you should get a lecture on responsible behavior… And no one is delivering?

That is how I’m feeling this fine morning. I think it is a leftover from my Catholic upbringing.

I feel if someone gave me a”good talking to” I would be a-ok. All forgiven. All right with the world. Say 5 Hail Mary’s and be on my way… Promise to try to be better next time.

This is part of adulting. No one tells you how bad you were. No one spanks you and send you to bed without supper. You have to deal with your own behavior and reconcile it with what you know your behavior should have been.

I accept this… But I still feel a spanking might be in order!