The past little while I have sort of been a Debbie Downer.
I don't know why, I guess I figure I need to make sure we are thinking realistically.
I don't think I ever considered myself super realistic or logical but being married to a dreamer has put my rational side into sharp focus.
I didn't notice I was being a downer until Trevor started saying things like: "I'm surprised people still go to Disneyland with the rise in Terrorist Attacks.... wah-wah."
The other day Trevor made a reference about college, like he had graduated last week.
"You realize that there are college students that are ten years younger than you?"
He looked like I had punched him in the gut.
Why? Why did I have to say that? So what if he is closer to a mid-life crisis than a dorm room?