so, not to sound like a broken record or wallow in self pity. but. i turn 40
in two days--and if you want to get all exacting on me, know that i was born
across the date line so chronologically, i'm really 40 in about 15 hours. but
let's not go there. my birth certificate says the 10th, so that's the date it
is. and this gives me one more day in my 30s.
it never, ever, occurred to me that my impending birthday would feel like a
crushing weight against my collarbone. that the mere thought of it would turn
my mood morose in barely a split second.
and yes, i know, 40 is the new 30. look the hell at sheryl crow: she's a
hottie, and she wears leather pants. ergo, i can wear leather pants if i ever
wanted to. still, she has a fiance, and really that's what all of this hoohaa is
about.
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