This week I turn thirty-five. Depending on who you ask, being thirty-five means I’m either ancient, youngish, although firmly planted in adulthood, or I’m in the prime of my life. In all honesty, I feel like all three.
I’m exactly midway between thirty and forty, ages that mark two significantly different life stages. When I turned thirty, I was married, but social, living in a condo right outside the city, and had no clue who Sofia the First was. At forty, I’ll be in the suburbs, constantly in a state of being almost out of ketchup, and going to bed by 9 o’clock on Sunday nights after helping my two kids with their homework.
I hate that I can discuss my life in terms of decades, but I thought it might be fun to find something interesting (and/or absurd) that happened each year I’ve taken the trip around the sun. Let’s go.
I hope there was something interesting in there for everyone. May each year be an exciting adventure.
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