I'm 30! or Hey look, a list!

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Ok, so I turn 30 today. What does that mean?

  1. Young people can’t trust me anymore.
  2. I get to call myself a 30-something.
  3. I’m told my metabolism will come to a screeching halt, causing me to gain 50 pounds overnight.
  4. I’m feeling the urge to buy a minivan.
  5. I get to run for president in what, 3 years?
  6. I get to part my hair on the side & use Consort hairspray to hold it in place
  7. Bedtime? 10pm.
  8. I have to start obsessing over things like blood pressure & cholesterol
  9. Um…memory blanks.
  10. …yeah, definitely memory blanks… :slight_smile:

Am I missing anything else? 30-somethings, speak up!

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So do I, fellow Gemini, so do I. :slight_smile:

Happy birthday to us!

  • s.e.
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Hey Mach, I never got to welcome you after posting back and forth with you on r.a.c.mu, but Happy Birthday and wecome to this side of 30! I did that last year and you know what I’ve realized? 30 isn’t old at all! It’s still all young. We’re obviously to young to be trusted with running an entire country.

Now 40? Whew, lordy, THAT is old!

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Every joint in my entire skeletal system began creaking and popping when I turned 30. Twenty-nine? no problem. Thirty? Getting out of bed sounds like a kid with bubble wrap.

Be prepared to say, “I can’t drink like I used to.”

Pre-thirty activities (yardwork, etc.) will now be followed by a day of “mysterious” muscle aches.

Welcome.

In a few short years you’ll be pissed at popular music, teenagers, waiting in line for more than 2 minutes and people stepping dangerously close to your lawn.

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5 years.

I coulda run 13 years ago…

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Am I the only one around here who loves being in her 30s? I’m 32, which means that for two years now:

a) I’ve had an excuse for going to bed by 10 p.m.

b) I’ve had an excuse for eschewing the loud, meet-market bar scene in favor of quiet coffee klatsches (or margaritas in the back yard) with friends

c) I have not been under any pressure to be uber-hip (which means I get extra cool points because I still am ;))

d) I have wanted to french the bartender/server when I get carded :smiley:

e) I’ve gotten to play the role of Groovy Older Sage to the 20-somethings who think they know it all

f) I’ve been able to freely admit that I don’t know it all

g) I’ve been able to rob the cradle without breaking the law :smiley:

h) I’ve been able to eschew haute couture for comfort (was I really wearing velvet platform flip flops to work three years ago?)

i) I’ve been able to say I’ve known certain friends for a quarter of a century or more (and trishdish for 20 years)

j) I’ve been able to look damn good for my age. :wink:

The only thing I hate about being in my 30s is that soon I’ll have to have yearly mammograms.

The horror.

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I’m proud to say that, at 31, I can drink better than I used to!

…or maybe “proud” isn’t the right word…

Anyway, that said: welcome to your thirties! I’ve found that I actually like being in my “early 30’s”: not old like those geezers in their late 30’s (if I used smilies, there’d be one here, but I don’t so just imagine one), and more respectable than those young twentysomething punks (ditto last parenthetical comment)!

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Happy birthday to us, indeed!

34 today.

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Instead of saying

How you doin’?

You now say

Hows your 401k doin’?