When you have a million mismatched cups and mugs in your kitchen cabinet and things don't fit quite right because of it. But on the other hand, some of those cups have sentimental value, and you couldn't imagine yourself parting with them.
Welcome to college.
As I stood in my kitchen the other day putting dishes away, I had a flash-forward of my life.
My darling Ryan and I were happily en route in our life together: married, no kids yet, and I was still putting dishes away. But we had an actual dish set. Dishes that went together, that matched. No more thrown-together plastic and glass dishware that consisted of my current dishware. (And no more cheapie silverware from Walmart [5 for $1, anyone?]).
I'm really excited and ready to push beyond my mismatched THINGS in college life. I'm ready to have my own place where I can own a complete dish set if I want, where I can host Christmas cocktail parties and serve alcohol because I'm over 21, and where I can really get a snapshot of what the rest of my life is going to look like. (And make some changes if necessary).
As for the mismatched cup era? Well, it was fun. Developing relationships with half plastic/half glass dish sets has been a good time through the hilarity of college. But, I'm ready for something better.
Toes agree. I like the metaphor ;) <3
ReplyDeletehaha personally I still kinda like the mismatched shit, but this was a wicked cute post
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