All growed up.

You're going to think I am absolutely crazy after I get done telling you of the realization I had last week. The realization that I am grown up. I do those grown up things that once upon a time seemed so far away, so distant. For just one moment I was sad, thinking just how insanely fast life goes by.

I had just gotten home from school, it was 8:50PM I was starved, as was the babe who always waits for me to eat! (Love that about him!) I finished making the dinner that he had started for us. We ate, I was almost to exhausted to even talk over dinner! Anyways we cleaned up dinner and the bed I went. While lying there I was thinking how tired I was and that the alarm would come too early. Then it hit me. I will wake up in the morning, same time as yesterday, and the day before. I will quickly get ready and then just like a programmed car, I will be taken effortlessly to work, arriving early, cuz that's what I do. Everyday.

I'm grown up.

I have a one of those jobs, ya know the ones you're dads always had growing up, the ones they went to everyday regardless. No more of this running into work on Mondays to see what shifts I have that week, no more getting shifts covered so I could hang out with friends. I have a retirement fund, full benefits. I pay a mortgage. This is weird. I am grown up.

I was reminiscing over high school pics and memories. Those were certainly some of the best times of my life, I loved every minute of it! I had the best friends, the craziest experiences. I got lectures when I was 15 min late coming home. I argued with my little sister over who got the stand in front of the mirror vs. behind the other person while getting ready. My room was always messy, driving around was the coolest thing to do, gas prices didn't matter! Life was good.

Then Aust's episode of the office got over and he came to bed. I suddenly forgot all about how good it was back then, forget then, life is good now. Life is perfect. I like being grown up! I love that I am married to the sweetest boy. I love everything about him and for loving me. I am grateful that I love work, even on the worst days my co-workers will make up for it. I'm okay with the mortgage, that just means we have an adorable place I get to decorate, its ours and I love that!

So I guess my point here is that growing up isn't so bad after all, I wouldn't trade it for anything.