Ain’t that the fucking truth.

The life of every Gen-X kid I grew up with was eerily similar.

Monday-Friday:

• Wake up
• Make your own breakfast because parents have to go to work. If eldest child, make breakfast for younger siblings. A friend and her siblings divided breakfast where each sibling was responsible for one thing. Sue eggs and bacon, Ed milk and juice, Jimmy buttered toast, Sally plates and utensils. I always thought that was cool.
• Catch bus to and from school
• Alone and unsupervised until dinnertime (aka, when the street lights come on)
• Have dinner with parent(s)
• Go to room to do homework and/or listen to music and/or spend toouch time on the phone.
• Sleep and repeat

Saturday & Sunday:

• Breakfast with parents…maybe Sunday dinner. Other than that, stay out of the house so parents can enjoy their weekend.