I have never felt more like an adult than I did last night.
I was standing in my new kitchen, peeling and chopping a butternut squash for a healthy dinner. The whole experience was very adult-ish.
Side Note: Does it make me seem less like a grown up when I immediately call my Dad to tell him I am acting like a grown up?
Additional Side Note: Squash is delicious.
Extra Additional Side Note: I hate when people say “delish”.