Uh-Oh, I think it finally happened...

I think I might possibly be a grown-up. I really think it might have snuck up on me.

How did this happen? More importantly, when did this happen? I don't know, but I think I've discovered some indicators that it was happening. I know this is going to be difficult to believe, but for the second time in as many weeks, I've had the opportunity to go to Target and shop and I didn't want to because there is nothing I need or want. Honestly, we don't have the money for shopping (birthday season is a cash-drain), but that has never stopped me before. Is it possible that I've finally broken myself of the "shopping for entertainment purposes" habit that has long stricken our country? But wait, that is not all.

There have been other clues of this transformation, but I hadn't pieced them all together until now. Get this: I'm not interested in new clothes because the clothes I have are fine. I don't really care to see what the new "colors" are because my house feels "done" to me. I don't care if anyone thinks I look skinny or fat or cute...it really doesn't matter. Even lip gloss doesn't provide the thrill it used to. Even having a favorite gloss go through the dryer (fortunately caught in the vent and not bleeding onto all the clothes - phew) didn't send me to the computer to order a new one, nor did I ask Superman to stop by Nordstrom's on the way home (oh, did I mention it was one of my Bobbi Brown glosses, not one of my $1.98 glosses?) to get a new one. Even being in downtown didn't tempt me to stop by and get one for myself. Lastly, did I mention that I was excited to have baby carrots and ranch dressing for snack yesterday? No Nacho Cheese Doritos for me...I wanted the darned carrots! Can you believe it?

All of this seems to point to me actually being a grown-up and I just have one question:

How is this possible if I am still only 27?! Okay, I'll go as high as 35, but that is it...no higher!