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Alright, nobody freak out.

I think… I think I may be an adult. Sort of. Almost.

My first inkling came when I got married first among my friends. But I couldn’t help myself, he was just so darned cute. While we were in university, he bought me a hamster for Valentine’s Day because I didn’t have time/money for a puppy yet. How do you not marry that man?

Then I moved to a different country from my parents for my full-time job. My “career” if we want to use the big-girl words. To be fair, I moved to the same town as my big brother, so maybe that’s not as “adult” as it could have been.

Then I got a mortgage. We had a steady income and the market was good for house buying… I was just doing what people were all telling me to do really.

I could make excuses forever. Until this past Christmas.

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