Edward had told one of his co-workers that it was my 30th Birthday yesterday and she responded with a concerned, "How is she dealing with that?"
That totally cracked me up when I heard it. Turning 30 felt the same as turning 29. It's like when your hair grows. It happens so slowly it feels like it's always been the same length. But recently I have been running into random people talking about how horrible it was when they turned thirty. Like as if they were mummifying right before your eyes.
Anyway, I think that I wont be bothered until 80. That's getting a bit old. But then again maybe I'll be part of a smashing bingo club and too busy to know the difference.
