Coffee, please.

How did it get to be October already? I feel like such an adult when I say things like that, or things like, "This year has just flown by, where has the time gone?" I was just sitting here at my desk, (yes, gasp, I'm supposed to be working right now not writing a quick little blog!) thinking about my life. I keep forgetting I'm thirty years old, but then I look around and I see a coffee cup on my desk instead of a 64 oz Mountain Dew. I remember I sat down and ate a bowl of Special K cereal for breakfast this morning instead of running out the door and grabbing a cookie. I look at my desk which is covered in sticky notes with "To Do" lists, instead of lists covered in ingredients to make a new drink I heard about on MTV. There are framed pictures on my desk and pictures pinned on the wall next to me of kids I have worked with over the last seven years, my nephews, my niece, pictures kids have made me, instead of pictures of me throwing deuces and taking a shot. I look around at all this stuff and it's like I just realized I grew up. So I reach over pick up my coffee cup, take a big swig, and it just seems right. Wait....when did I start drinking coffee?