For the past few months I’ve noticed that I am becoming my parents. The dreaded adulthood is firmly upon me and I can’t shake it no matter how late I stay awake to play on Twitter. The worst thing is, I’m not even becoming my mother – I’m turning into a 60-year-old man!

Hubster may need to stage an intervention soon.

So, here are some signs that I am turning into my father. If you have done 3 or more of these, you may need to ask your spouse or close friend to pull you back to safety. If you start complaining about “technology these days,” then I’m sorry to report that you are beyond all help and should consider what retirement home you want to move to.

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  2. This is all so worryingly true. Can I also add putting half portions of things like tins of beans / soup in jars in the fridge for later?! That one actually comes from my Nan… This is ust me popping over from last week’s #DreamTeam as I’m rubbish and I forgot! Thanks for hosting! xxx

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    1. I can’t think of a single time I ever did it in my 20s. But in my 30s I’ve started doing it. My mother said she started doing it when she had three children Which would place her right at her 30s also. It’s scary!

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