please see exhibit XKCD

[marcicat]

I was *just* thinking this morning that it was so nice to finally have reached a point in my life where essentially being a cranky old cat lady is more socially acceptable.

(For instance, in college, saying, “I just don’t like parties” = instant avoidance buffer of at least five paces. Now I can say things like, “Sorry, I just don’t really like driving at night” and it’s suddenly more okay because I’m older. Thank goodness for gray hairs at 29.)

But *then* at lunch, on the *same* day I’d been having these lovely kumbaya thoughts, my assistant manager says to me, “People sometimes ask me why you still live at home.”

And you know what I say? Read the comic below, expletives deleted. I’m the grownup now, and I get to decide what that means.

(xkcd: Grownups)

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