The first sign is that in watching the NBA draft I recognized more names of GMs, coaches, and front office people than people getting drafted.
The second sign is by what I did on my birthday, here was the exciting day--worked nine hours, got home ate left over pizza, walked the dogs, gave my daughter a bath, and reput together our bed frame to stop the squeeking.
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