5 days left of a decade

I'm in my twenties... at least for the moment, that is. I will be in my twenties, in fact, for only 5 more days. Then next week it is the big 3-0, the start of a whole new decade.

I'm not worried. It's really just a birthday like any other, isn't it? I mean, I seriously doubt I'll be feeling any different at 30 than I do at 29.99. An no, contrary to certain opinions of certain other people who I won't mention, I'm not having a mid-life crisis. Besides the fact that that would mean I would have to be dead by 60, which I'm not exactly hoping for, I'm perfectly calm and sensible. OK, so I might have bought a treadmill last week, but I hardly think that qualifies.

I don't get much sympathy for turning 30, mostly because most everyone I know is older than that. For those for whom 40 is well in the rearview mirror, they don't really want to hear about 30. Although, last week in studying for an exam with a guy from school, I mentioned something about graduating from college in 2000. He said, "wow, I graduated from high school in '03"

See? Nothing is really going to change. No matter what age you are, there is always someone who thinks you are just a kid, and somebody who thinks you are really, really old.