Leaping lima beans! That sounds close. And (with profoundest apologies to my parents, aunts, uncles, and any other older relatives or friends who read this) old.
In 8 months, I'm no longer twenty-something. I'm 30. And I'm 20 months from being 30-something.
It's true. It's kind of a depressing milestone.
ReplyDeleteI think its worse than how I felt when I turned a quarter of a century old.
I'm marginally consoled by the fact that I've still got more than half my life ahead of me, barring unforeseen tragedy.