I don’t know where adulthood started and my childhood ended.  It might be the day I graduated college but I think I did enough crazy stuff after that point to warrant a later date.  It might be when I got married or when Ryan was born.  It could be the first time I opened a 529 plan for my children.  It’s not something I stress over but I do think about it from time to time.

I think I think (english teachers everywhere are cringing) most often about when I became an adult when I see my wife in action.  Her life, on a daily basis, is exponentially more stressful than mine. First off, she’s a middle school band teacher.  She has 100+ students, all with musical instruments and her job is to teach them how to play them.  Simple enough.  Her real job, however, is to teach them manners, perseverance, english, hygiene, self-respect, courage and music.  When she comes home from this she’s immediately confronted with the other side of her life.  This is the what’s for dinner, constant whines for mommy, yes tomorrow is picture day and no you can’t dress him in jeans and a Yankee shirt, I’d love a glass of wine but I don’t have time to pour it side of her life.

With all that’s going on in her world, I wasn’t too surprised to find this site when grabbing breakfast this morning.  If you look closely, under last night’s leftover meal.  Yes, that would be her cell phone tucked neatly in the refrigerator.  Definitely just one of those days.