Somewhere in your mid-twenties you are bound to have a fairly serious quarter life crisis. This happens when you start asking the questions that you have been either too drunk or too dumbfounded by adulthood to ask yourself. Mainly: What am I doing, what am I doing, what, what, what am I doing?
And all because people started calling me ma'am. From ma'am on it is really just a straight path to 30. I am not in the know and am pretty sure I sound like the mom on Modern Family when I exclaim that something I found on Facebook is "Totes Adorbs". Some part of me is so proud to have achieved the car, home, and maturity level to be called ma'am but mostly I am quasi-horrified that I now refer to 18 year old adults as "kids".
I have no real clue where the last 7 years have gone and know that the next 7 and the next will go by just as fast. I am trying to enjoy every stage of my life. Instead of being eager to get to the next stage I am going to try to enjoy becoming "ma'am" and be excited for the next chapter.
Life is an adventure and that doesn't even begin to cover it.
Until next time, stay happy.
Sara
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