This is how I feel lately. In a funk. I feel like I missed the awkward stage after high school when you realized you were an adult and it is just hitting me. My daughter just turned six and I have been married for nine years this month. Do I have to start dressing like a grow up now? My husband is still trying to decide what to be when he grows up? We are still goofy kids ourselves. What is my place? Is it possible to go through puberty twice? Or have a mid-mid life crisis? I am funny. Insert laugh.