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Getting Old…er

12 Nov

It  is that time of year again. No, my birthday is not in November, not even close actually, but every year in November I’m reminded of my getting older and this year is a biggie.

November 14th (Sunday) is my good friend (since 9th grade) Rob’s birthday. His birthday leads to the Keeper of Monkey’s birthday in December and then a mere six months later my birthday rolls around.

How can it be? My mom isn’t old enough for me to be leaving my twenties behind. It is absolutely impossible that I will be turning thirty next year. Yes, I will continue to say “next year” even though it is a short seven and a half months away. It is still “next year.”

How bad is thirty anyway? It feels bad, but I’m still a young adult…right? After I turn thirty will I have to tuck in my shirt? Wear less t-shirts? Cut my hair???

Am I old already??