Quarter-life Crisis???

I better live to at least 92 to make this a true quarter-life crisis.

As I was lounging around today enjoying doing nothing, all of a sudden this terrible thought popped into my mind: today is August 10. For those of you who don't know or may have forgotten, my birthday is 20 days away. I will be 23 years old! That is almost to 25, which is halfway to 30, which is halfway to 60...

I'm glad I got through most of the day lounging around carefree, because I'll be spending the rest of the night contemplating what I'm doing with my life. Nothing much has changed over the past couple of months, but all of a sudden it hit me hard today that I really am an adult:

- I'm paying bills, and I've got to fight my own battles with these adults at the cable company, instead of calling Dad to fix things for me. Who's bright idea was it to put these bills in MY name?
- My "to do" list these days it is full of things like "buy milk, eggs, and detergent" or "vacuum living room" and "mop kitchen floor." What happened to the lists that said "check out shoe sale at Target" and "meet KG for coffee @ 11?"
- Friends are getting married and having children. Even my sister is married! No offense, Katie, but that is classified as an old thing to do. You're not much older than me!
- I have my eye out for quick recipes, that can be made easily after a long day at work and that ::gulp:: make great leftovers. How old is that?!?!
- An enjoyable Saturday evening of "going out" now means to me a nice dinner with nice conversation, rather than Ladies Night with $1 shots at a place with a great live band. What is happening to me?

I think I'm going to stop this list now because it is just getting scary. If you need me, I'm going to go make some chocolate milk and watch cartoons!!