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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.

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