I don’t know why I find it so hard at the age of 33 to consider myself an adult. I have all the necessary credentials.

• A mortgage and a home
• A husband
• Two kids
• A dog
• A full time job
• A 401k
• Student loan debt
• And so on and so forth

But I still think of myself as a kid. Probably because I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing when it comes to raising my children. It can be a real shit show around here sometimes.

Disclaimer: Every once in a while I’ll have a good day and I’ll jinx it by thinking about what a rock star I was.