There are some things that are firmly in the realm of ‘being grown up.’ These things might be paying bills, or buying insurance, or working a full time job.
But locking a door? Surely that comes somewhere between tying your shoes and reading a bus timetable. So why I have left the door to my house unlocked TWICE is beyond my comprehension.
I’m determined to not have it happen again. Partly because I get in serious trouble from le boyfriend. But also because I am a responsible adult person.
This is Julia, locking the door, and being grown up.