I find it ironic that you spend your whole adolescent life wanting to be older. At first, you want to be 16 so that you can drive. If you are in to politics, then you can't wait to be 18 to vote. Most of us just wanted to hit 21 so that we could legally drink. However, I don't hear anyone going, "YIPEEEEEE! I'M 30!!!!!!! Whoo hoo, in YOUR face! Neener!"
I've tried to accept my adventure into a new decade with grace and dignity. But let me tell you now, 30 sucks. Case in point--after only 3.5 hours of sleep last night, the hubster and I decide to go out on a day trek through the wilderness. About 10 years ago I would have been able to do this and still come home, write a 10 page paper, bake a 7-course dinner, run 2 miles, and find the cure for cancer.
Now?
My back hurts.
My feet hurt.
Even my butt hurts.
And it's 7pm and I am ready for bed.
Yeah 30, you rock my world...not.
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