First day of work... oh boy!
Yup, I'm grown up. I'm an 8-5 working fool and I don't know what else to say about it.
Now, I will actually have the money to pay the upcoming car insurance bill and the credit card bill and the cell phone bill and that little event coming up next June, as well as feeding that habit of mine known as shopping (although I have been trying to stay tough and only buy things that "make my heart sing" -- thanks B!).
When will I feel like this is normal? When will I not feel like it's "take your daughter to work day"? When will I feel like an real adult?