In 1 month exactly....

I will be the BIG 3-0 and I'm just not taking it well.....at all. I know, I know - it's just a number and being a year older is better than the alternative (thanks Mom for telling me that one every year) but to me it's just something that I thought would take a lot longer to get to. I freaked out at 19 too. Right before I turned 20 I had a semi-melt down because I was moving out of my teen years FOREVER and I would have to be an "Adult" now - yucky!!! I'll also most likely never be the youngest girl in an office anymore (I know I dont work but still I might again one day) and I'll never be a 20-something anymore and who knows if I'll ever be referred to as "The young hottie" ever again besides Paul telling me that of course. I think that's what's really bothering me. 1979 just sounds so old. Like it was so long ago. Oh well. I'm happily married, have 2 BEAUTIFUL daughters, a hunk of a husband that still thinks I'm irresistible and tells me how hot I look in a bikini (that I only wear when we get in the hottub in the backyard) and tells me how lucky he is and how much he loves me. What more could I ask for. I'll eventually be ok with being 30 because Mom is right - It's better than the alternative :) Bring on 30!!