Grown Up
How do you measure grown-up-ness?
Well, I'm half a year away from thirty years old.
I got married two months ago.
I don't have stolen cable nor do I have street signs hanging in my living room.
Most of my dishes match.
And Mark and I are soon-to-be home owners.
But according to Mark, we didn't become officially grown up until yesterday, when we bought our first couch.
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