I now have enough gray hair that I don’t get carded anymore when buying booze. I know I’m not old by any stretch of the imagination, but that’s hard to think about when you creak and pop when getting up in the morning or going down a flight of stairs. o_O I know everyone has stories about getting older, I just do my best not to think about the number of times that I’ve been around the sun, to the point that I normally have to think about it for a moment when asked my age.
However, it’s hard not to think about it when my birthday rolls around. Cards start coming in and family and friends do everything in their power to remind you that it’s your birthday. so on that note, I’m ready to face the last year of my thirties head on. That’s right, I’ll be 39 this April 11th. And if anyone would like to send anything from my wish list, I’ll be sure to send you a hand-drawn thank you card if your address is included! ^_^
Next year, I’ll tackle 40! ^_^
