I'm Growing Up... I think.

I was thirty-five years old when I passed the laundry mat phase of my life.
I always thought I'd grow up faster, especially because I was wearing three-piece suits as a nine year old.  But something shifted for me when I got to high school.  I decided it was okay to be young, wild, creative and free...
I guess that's what happens when you're a performer attending a performing arts high school.
I'm happy that I had those crazy adventures in Chicago, Europe and New York City, however it wasn't until I moved back to Los Angeles when I realized, I'm ready to start living an adult life.
I don't miss the parking pass; carry (four months worth of) your dirty laundry to a laundry mat; only eat out during Happy Hour, hours part of my life.
I may not be the next Hollywood heartthrob, but I have an awesome life and a fabulous career doing what I love.
And today, that just feels awesome.
I'd still like to take the day off, and go to Disneyland though.

Recognizing You're Growing Up

That uncomfortable moment when you realize you're not "that" person anymore, but you're caught in the eye of the storm.
How do you get out?
You cause a bigger storm, and level the playing field...
Then you move to a new state. Or peer group!