I was talking to Molly-chan about this earlier. Physically I still feel like I’m forever 25 or something. But wow did turning 30 hit me mentally. It makes me feel like I have to pack in my partying nights and high heeled sandals for knitted sweaters and pudding, so that I can sit around and complain about the cold when its 80 outside.
Okay maybe not so extreme, but one big difference I noticed, and I don’t even know when it happened… is when did teenagers become kids to me??? They used to just be younger, and well not quit as hip as collage age, but now I can look at a 17 year old and think how young they are.
When did I grow up without realize it? How does that happen?
Other than that, life has been pretty good for me lately. Nothing significant has happened, but nothing incredibly bad. Christmas is over, thank goodness, cause we know how much I despise that holiday. The only thing really going on is I have been on a cooking kick lately. I am making all kinds of dishes from scratch and enjoying it. The hubby certainly hasn’t minded eating them either, let me tell you lol.
Another symptom of being 30 now? Maybe.
Tip poppets: Don’t buy junk food because then you EAT it. As I’m guiltily enjoying my cherry coke, dammit.
