You know those days when you finally get around to cleaning your place, look around, and think, "Well, it's not sparkling, but at least it’s no longer a health hazard"? That's pretty much how I handle being an adult in general. It’s not glamorous, but hey, it's functional. Do I have a perfectly organized budget? No, but I haven’t gotten an overdraft notice in a while, so that’s something. Am I getting eight hours of sleep? Not even close, but I’ve got my caffeine routine down to a science, so I…