Aeronautic Primates and Other Delights

Something weird has happened in the last month since I started living on my own again.

I'm... organized. I'm doing weekly loads of laundry, running the dishwasher regularly, cleaning out the cat box, picking up after myself, taking out the garbage... Even when I really don't want to do any of it.

It's really weird. I wasn't this put-together when I was living by myself before.

Did I grow up at some point?