This weekend, I went back to Spokane for a quick trip down memory lane. And by memory lane - I actually mean Cheney/EWU - my alma mater. Okay, college was probably some of the best four years of my life. And that doesn't mean that all the awesome stuff that has happened since or before doesn't matter - but I wouldn't trade my years at EWU for anything. This weekend was so much fun - great time with great friends. So glad I went.
That being said, this weekend made it grossly apparent that I am now officially an adult and not a 20 year old kid. This is why:
#1) My appreciation of clean bathrooms.
Let's actually make this more general. My appreciation of clean spaces period. I was in a sorority. Hands down - joining Gamma Phi Beta was one of the best decisions of my life. But I'll be the first to admit that sorority and fraternity houses aren't always the cleanest places. This weekend, I definitely had a moment of 'wait... were frat houses always this gross? is this a new thing?'.
Yeah... I'm pretty sure they were always that gross. I was just impervious to the grime. And I probably drank enough vodka that I was immune to the germs anyways (shh... don't tell).
#2) The bar at 11:50pm.
Okay - lies.
The bar at 9:45pm.
I know that I lost my cool factor like 5 years ago (maybe I never had it? Unsure), but seriously, I'm too old to show up at a bar later than 9:45. At 9:45 - I'm pretty sure that if I'm not already out, I am probably in my sweat pants. Old? Yup.
#3) I actually go to the football game and care about who wins (us, obviously).
When we were in college, I'm pretty sure that I went to approximately 50% of the games that I tailgated at. EWU was only mediocre when I was living in Cheney and so, unfortunately, no one really cared. We were way more concerned with how much beer we could drink (again... shhhh... don't tell!).
EWU games are a totally different beast than they were when I was there. The tailgate situation is awesome. The team is AMAZING. It's just so much more fun.
#4) Day drinking is fun. Until it's not.
As an adult, there is a wall that I hit during day drinking. That wall is directly proportionate to the amount of sleep I get the night before and the amount of food that I have eaten that day. And for every hour that goes by - you should probably make sure that I have food - I'm like one of those guys in the Snickers commercials.
I officially hit a wall after the game. And was tired. And hangry. And thirsty. And a little bit car sick. And therefore SUPER grumpy.
And THAT never happened in college.