Mainly that we are moving out of it.
So to keep it rolling here is what I thought about when I woke up this morning.
I will be 35 in a month. 6 months ago I took up a sport called roller derby. Last night I rolled in about 1145 in pouring rain and got in bed without showering. This would gross my parents out so much as I used to do this when I was a teenager.
I am achy everywhere and have a bruise the size of a softball on my hip (no clue how it even happened). I smell like ass and somehow the 2 year old had managed to get in bed with us and had usurped my place in my pillow so I have a kink in my neck. My house is covered in packing boxes.
I just made a cup of coffee out of Keurig (don't judge me... I can still pull a shot) and snuck out the mudroom door to smoke a hot pink cigarette... (Yes they exist) in my t shirt and undies because i live in the middle of no where for a couple more weeks...
So in closing. No, I have not grown up....
Thank goodness
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