Adulting

Yesterday I went to clean the shower and discovered that I only had one glove, and it was a left handed glove... not ideal for a righty like me.  This has been true for years now, and every time I have gone to clean something with bleach or other harsh chemicals I found the one left glove, cursed it, and did the job one handed, wronghanded.

And yet each time I did those jobs I never really considered going and getting a new set of gloves.  I have some really weird quirks in my brain that cause this behaviour, both in terms of my money demon and my lack of feeling like I am actually responsible for my environment.  I am the sort of person who wears clothes until they fall to bits - normally my shoes have big open holes for a year before I consider replacing them.  That sort of attitude holds true in the cleaning glove department as well.  I look at the one glove and determine that I can't buy a new set because that would be wasting the perfectly good glove I have.  So I soldier on, trying to use that one glove until it breaks and I can justify buying another.

Problem is, I don't use harsh chemicals often so that glove sat there, perfectly functional (for a lefty) for years.  Best bet is it lasts another couple decades at this rate, with me pulling it out and cursing its durability every six months or so.

There is rational thriftiness, which I certainly have.  Then there is ridiculous penny pinching, which unfortunately I also have.  New gloves cost two bucks and as an adult with both two bucks to spare and a need for gloves there is no reason why I shouldn't just buy the bloody things.

But part of this isn't even about the money, it is just realizing that I am the adult in this situation and I have to solve it.  I can't just sit here waiting for somebody else to realize that this is a problem and fix it - Wendy doesn't do any cleaning, and probably can't even reach the cleaning supplies where I have them stored.  There is absolutely no way this changes unless I become and adult and take responsibility for changing it.

It is a little odd that the thing that really made me feel like a grownup today was going out and buying a set of cleaning gloves.  Maybe someday I will actually be responsible like I imagine adults to be, but I apparently have a long way to go.