In two more days I will be 39 years old. Thirty-nine years old! This is it, I'm reaching the pinnacle of the hill! This is my last year to fool myself into thinking I'm still young.
I really am quite young, relatively. I am much younger than many of my children's friend's parents. Guess that's something.
I don't feel like I'm pushing 40, but when I look in the mirror I am becoming less and less shocked by a line around my eye, or a gray hair poking out of my head. My husband says I don't have these, but I do.
I have devised a plan to cheat middle age, though. I have decided to live to 100, so for me middle age is still 10 years away!