you keep taking the elevator to the 9th floor of your office building and looking for a drink station.
you refer to the floor of your home or workplace as "decks"
you look at your chimney and get misty about when it used to be the ESPN Zone
you spend dozens of fruitless hours searching ebay for mickey wafflemakers--the real mickey waffles, not those phony thin waffles with an image of mickey that actually can be purchased. (guilty)
you stuff your taco shells at home with chili, and think it tastes good.
refer to your wife as DW or husband as DH with friends, neighbors, co-workers.
you look at the traffic near the mall nowadays, in the peak of the holiday shopping period, and you start to think that instead of shopping in person maybe you should just call shirley and order a basket to be delivered
you have a pullman bed installed into the ceiling of your bedroom
you have green mickey heads from home depot paint samples on the outside of your doors at home
you dont have to look at your disboard signature to quote the days, hours, and minutes until your next embarkation...and the one after that....
you think nothing of going to sleep while your 9 year old is still out playing in the belief that he or she is supervised until 1 am
you are sitting in your den, enjoying a nice coffee beverage, and your child enters the room, and you shoo the child out, insisting that one has to be 18 to be in the room
you have really quiet (shhh!) "relations" with your spouse because you velieve that DS and DD are on the other side of a curtain
your refer to your children as DS and DD with your DW or DH...
you start to refer to your office manager as Captain Tom (...and she just doesn't understand why)
you wonder why there's no lobster burgers or soft-serve chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, or burgers, etc., for "free", right next to any quiet, tranquil beach you visit
you actually hire people from the former soviet block countries or the phillipines or south africa to work 16 hour days for you 7 days a week for 6 month contracts (though I no longer practice wage & hour law, my advice is dont try this at home)
you get your child's tuition bill, and immediately calculate in your head how many
DCL cruises that would be for your family in a cat. 9, a cat. 7, a cat. 6...
you buy an SUV and refer to it as "the cat. 4"
you look in your closet and realize that you can take a DCL cruise, wear DCL emblem shirts every day during a cruise, and never wear the same shirt twice (guilty)
you take a two hour round trip drive in the middle of a vacation to the nearest disney character outlet store in Destin, FL, just to see if they have any DCL merchandise (guilty)
your favorite search saved on ebay is "
disney cruise" (guilty)
you think about morty the magnificent
you still write letters to bring back tropicalifragilisticexpialidocious night and consider pirate night to be a usurper