About this time every year I am counting down the days until my birthday.
Not this year.
It is the dreaded 30th.
And I'm having a problem with it.
Do I look 30? I don't think so.
Do I feel 30? That is no as well, I'll always feel 21 (fingers crossed)
But the number gets me. It really really gets me.
So come Sunday, I will begin the lying about my age phase of my life.
I am committed to being a 29 year old. Forever.
7 comments:
I too am staying 29 for life.
Dude berly seriously, 30s are the best years. I am not just saying that. You really find peace and understand yourself better in your 30s.
I don't want any more peace and I'm a tad afraid to understand myself anymore. ;)
But thanks yrautca!
I have heard from so many how the 30's are the best years. . . . .
i wasnt nervous about 30 at all...and so far, I am LOVING being in my 30s!!! dont worry about them at all - theyre Awesome!!
Berly Berly Berly. Never fear. Having reached the ripe old age of 33 last month, I can tell you...turning 30 (while thought of it freaked me out like it's freaking you out) it was honest to god the best year of my life. Trust me...it's not so bad. Besides, I already broke it in for ya.
They're all lying to you, Berly!!! LOL :) 30 sucks. You start feeling tired, creaky and old. Everyone that tells you that you have peace and understanding in your 30's is also lying (lookin' at you yrautca) - you're just as lost and confused as you were in your 20's. But the bottom line is that you're fabulous. You were a fabulous 20 and you'll be a fabulous 30. Soak it up, kiddo :)
The last of the ladies is officially 30. Now it's an even playing field again!!! Haha
You know I was totally kidding, right? PS - at least you started it off right with a rockin' birthday party. Had a blast, girl :)
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