I just read yet another chick lit book about the woes of women being in their late 20s and turning 30...blah blah blabbity blah BLAH.
Give. Me. A. Break.
Really? REALLY? You're worried about turning 30? Are you JOKING?
I'm tired of reading books and blogs that talk about how turning 30 (or being in your mid-30s) is such a bad thing - the "Boo I'm not married" or "I have no kids" or "It's just me and my fucking cat".
GET OVER IT, LADIES!
Guess what? We all AGE. We all get older. Some of us choose to get older gracefully, while others go on a shitstorm rampage and fuck it up for the rest of us that are doing the graceful thing.
I'm not one of those women.
I've decided to start a(nother) blog - and this one I'm not going to put on "private" mode. This one will be open for all to see, read, and comment on. This blog will be a blog about the musings of a 40 (something) year old.
BTW, I still get carded.
Are you 40 or on your way to/in your 4th decade? How do YOU feel?
Do tell.
