It's Inevitable

I am slowly starting to turn into my mother (it's not entirely bad, but it's hard to admit.)

Last night, I went to Subway for supper and got a salad. Well, they come in nice plastic bowls, with lids, and very strong plastic utensils. What did I do with said bowl, after I was done eating? You guessed it, I took it home and washed it so that I can reuse it. I'm almost over the shock.