"The distant future, the year 2000" ~ Flight of the Conchords
Once you become a parent, you inevitably start thinking more about the future. For most of my life I have not been a very future-oriented person. Especially distant future. I recall joking with my parents when I was teenager that I didn't see the point in living past 21. I think that freaked my mom out a bit, but I assured her I wasn't being serious. Still, I didn't look forward much to the increased responsibilities of being an adult. Sure, I wanted a family of my own. Sure, I wanted a successful career. My life had been fairly easy as a kid, so I just thought all that stuff would happen accordingly. Ha. Such naivete.
And now as I work on bringing a second child into this world, all that the future entails is invading my mind with spasms of anxiety. I try to shove those worries to the back corner, as I would do in the past. To deal with another day a la Scarlett O'Hara. But I'm beginning to feel like a hoarder. They're piling up. Overflowing. There are one too many junk drawers and out of sight out of mind is no longer working. Plus, if things got really bad on the plantation that is Guido, I wouldn't have the skills to sew myself a dress out of the drapes.
I hear older friends talking about budgeting for private high schools and college for their kids and it makes my concerns over whether or not Q is going to interact well with the other kids at his new gymnastics class seem ridiculous. I mean, I get that it's all relative and each age brings about different concerns. But wow. This raising kids stuff is an investment on every possible level. And 'spensive!
In attempting to be a good parent, I'm trying to bravely confront those things that are not fun to think about. Like life insurance. Good grief, Charlie Brown. It's dull and annoying and confusing and morbid and did I mention NOT FUN. I don't want to get into our decision-making process around life insurance because if it bores me to tears, then it's sure to make you close this tab. So, really what I'm talking about is the enormity of trying to plan for the future when there is now so much more at stake than just silly ol' Michie. Financial planning. Investing. Being decisive. These are not my strong suits. But I'm working on it. And I really want to do what's smart.
I'm sure these sorts of thoughts stress all young adults out at some point, parents or not. How do you not get overwhelmed by the future?