In all honesty, turning 30 did not bother me. The number. I actually kind of like being in my 30s. I feel like I'm finally an adult. Ha! But something has begun bothering me: the feeling of falling apart! I know, I know; I'm a baby in comparison to others. I'm not saying I'm old, I'm just saying I don't like the changes that comes with age. Does that make sense?
My sister turned 30 this week, and it got me thinking. A lot has happened to me physically since turning 30.
Let's see...what has (seemingly) happened in the last year?
I am not complaining, and I can deal with these things. But, really? Brian keeps making fun of me calling me the "older woman" who's falling apart! His answer to every like ache or pain is "it's because you're old."
Haha. Let's see what the next 9 years bring! I've been told everything will change again at 40...