I knew I was officially an adult the day I got excited about buying a new vacuum. I brought it home, opened the box, and couldn’t wait to see what it could do. Younger me would’ve asked, “Where’s the fun?” Adult me was staring at those perfect carpet lines like I’d just won an award.

Now I understand why grown-ups used to yell, “Don’t walk on that floor, I just cleaned it!”

Adulthood sneaks up on you quietly, then suddenly you’re comparing vacuum reviews on a Friday night. And somehow, you’re having a great time. lol