So, a long time ago, back when $PERSON still talked to me, back before my mental illness had picked it’s particular focus.. slightly before or slightly after the first really recognizable manic experience I had (I had a few before this but they always ended up with heavy duty coding sessions so I didn’t end up in any hospitals).. $PERSON asked me if I ever emptied the dishwasher. Now, from this distance, I can grok she was probably fighting with her husband-at-the-time about who empties the dishwasher. At the time I probably said something pretty noncommittal because I didn’t *own* a dishwasher and never at that point in my life had, although I had rented in houses which had one. But at that particular moment in time I was trying to live on minimum money in order to maximize the time I spent exploring music and so I was feeling pretty good to have air conditioning.<\/p>\n
These days emptying the dishwasher is on my housemate\/friend\/etc’s chore list but I still do it pretty regularly – it’s one of those chores that I really almost don’t notice doing, and I can do it while I’m waiting for my coffee. I was pondering, though, today – almost writing this post in my head – how I am much, much more together than I was in my 20s as far as getting stuff done, showing up on time, etc, but I get a lot less credit for it. And I think it’s because by the time you’re in your 40s people expect you to have adulting down. <\/p>\n