- I'm turning 30 on Sunday.
- The most recent Ex moved across several continents to be with Girlfriend 2.0.
- My college boyfriend is engaged.
- The English boy who broke my heart in 2001 is married.
- My little brother is married.
- I haven't dated anyone seriously for almost 2 years.
And this morning I learned that:
- My little brother's wife is PREGNANT.
- Also, I'm turning 30 on Sunday.
I waited until I hung up.
Listen, I know I am ridiculous. But I'm turning 30 on Sunday (did I mention that?) and it kind of sucks in the "personal life" department right now. Thank God I have Blythe on speed dial to talk me down from the ledge.
3 comments:
HA ha. You're funny. My 30s kicked (and, for another 7 months, will continue to kick) my 20s' ass. At 29, I pretty much wanted out of life. I would paint a picture for you, but it would depress me too much. Being alone and recently dumped (for the nth time by same ridiculously successful person) had something to do with it. Medical issues didn't help.
We have this in common, 29-wise - I was in grad school (problem #1). Actually, I turned 30 in my first year on faculty, but aside from a modicum of $$$, things weren't yet much different.
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Oh, you haven't even really STARTed your 30s yet. Talk to me in 10 years (maybe 5) and then we'll have something to talk about.
I'm excited because I'm loving my 30s, almost done with 'em, and from what I hear the 40s are better and the 50s are better than that (if you've taken care of yourself).
But go ahead wallow, if that works for you. I do my share of wallowing. Fuck what they say, wallowing helps.
30s rock the house. 40s even better so far. And I'm not just saying that so you'll kick me in the head.
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