Growing into adult life feels a bit bumpy at times, and I often feel like grown-up life is forced upon me, especially in the form of bills and grocery lists and my least favorite: empty gas tanks. I drive until the gas light comes on, and then I usually try to make it a few more days before I fill up at the pump. I text my husband if I find a low gas price and then mourn the days of not even knowing to check gas prices. But one positive about spending a little money because an empty tank necessitates it: credit card points.
The other night, Travis took me to an amazing new restaurant that recently opened here in Durham, all on the tab of our credit card company. It felt like we were living the high life, eating incredible Asian fusion tapas in a lovely new restaurant. We had such a lovely evening, and I will remember that amazing food for a very long time. Those are the times I can get used to feeling like an adult.