Today marks the one month countdown until my 30th birthday. I’m actually really looking forward to my thirties even though I don’t feel that old. Once I asked my Mom,
“Mom, I still feel like I’m 16. Do you feel that way?”
and her reply was
“16 no, but 25 yes”
I do still consider college kids my peers even though they look awfully young when I see them in person. Upside: I’m probably in better shape now than I ever was in college. When I look in the mirror I think my wrinkles are no worse than they were then. (However, when I look at a photo of myself then I think WOW! I look so young!) I guess the fact that The Hubs threw out his back at the gym this morning and I started my day by reading (and getting excited about) the new coupon circular from Target is a giveaway as to our age. But i’ll go with my Mom on this one: you’re only as old as you feel. So far every year of my life has been better than the one before and even if I get gray hair or a big ass, I’m sure it will be worth every fun second of living I’ll be doing.