I'm 27 and 3/4....

I was abruptly woken up this morning to reality.  That I'm 27 and 3/4, living at my parents house and being woken up becasue "my cat" did something again- I digress.

I'm coming off of an amazing three weeks.  I was part of an incredible meeting in Atlanta, then jetted to Houston where I was one of four amazing women working our asses off and back to NYC for an international ballet competition and gala.  In between, I had fun.  My attitude was awesome, fun and I love what I'm doing right now and embracing my singleness. 

I need to remember these moments of embracing my singleness.  How much I impact people lives everyday.  Not to put myself on a pedestal but I'm awesome.  I'm fun, flirty, and laughing hard- prob one of the most important things ever; just to laugh. 

In the past, I've always come off an incredible busy time with some depressing moments and I'm really trying NOT to fall into it.  Yes, there are things that I need to focus on but I'm 27 and 3/4, why can't I still have fun?  I'm working on myself, staying happy, being awesome but why is it that people don't think I'm living in reality?  I'm panicing all the time about being budget consciencous, nervous nelly about work, why don't people see that?