I really haven't grown up, and don't plan on it. I'm an artist and I don't have kids. I play all day in paint and cutting up pieces of paper and fabric, and get glue on a lot of things, like the recliner and my glasses. I can cook but don't cook for myself. Take gummie vitamins for adults, so I get what I need. I usually use the same glass all day long and eat most things right out of the microwave container with a spoon. I keep little toys on the back dashboard of my car. I painted the rims purple. I work and make money, but I get to do my art all day, so it doesn't feel like work. All my bills are automatically deducted from my checking account so I won't forget to pay them. When I'm at home, I hang out in my bathrobe a lot so I don't get my clothes too dirty. My friends don't even mind. The hang out with me while I'm working and I babble about unusual thoughts I have, and they say they feel very comfortable with me and at my house. I think I'm happy more than I'm not happy, and I don't think a lot of people can say that.