So I'm 30 years old. In 12 days I'll be officially one year closer to death.
I've got a wife and two kids. We have a cat, a small car, and a (rented) house on the lakeside.
I've got a reasonably secure job which I don't really hate (at least the job itself. Some of the minutes I certainly hate). My coworkers seem to treat me just like an equal. My kids treat me with reasonable respect...at least as much as any other teacher in the building. We're saving money.
So tell me this...
When do I start feeling like a grownup?
Giant Robots, thinking it might be time to go dig in the sandbox again.
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