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Happy Birthday to Me

Well, it was my birthday on Tuesday. For the calendar-impaired among you, that’s March 11. I turned 49. Yep. One more year until th big 5-0. I’m pretty bummed about this. I am having some serious age-related angst. I’m told by lots of people that I don’t look old enough to have a 27-year-old son, or granchildren (from the 25-year-old daughter), but that just doesn’t help when I look in the mirror and see the gray, and the new age spots on my hands, or the one on my cheek. (How do I get rid of those, by the way?)

I also have found that I will have to go back to school and get my bachelor’s degree if I want to keep my job status as it currently is. That sucks on oh so many levels. The age-related one is that I have to go to classes with a bunch of 20 year olds who have absolutely no real-life experience who THINK they do have real-life experience. And instructors who are used to dealing with aforementioned 20 year olds and don’t take into consideration the added responsibilities that working adults have in their lives. Then there’s the stupid classes that have no relationship to real life but are supposed to make us “well-rounded.” I’m almost 50, people, I sincerely doubt that knowing some obscure sociology concept will round me out any better than I am now. Since I don’t go to cocktail parties (does anyone even have those any more??), I don’t think I’ll even be able to wow anyone with my stellar interpretation of a little-known poem by a dead poet, either.

Still, in an effort to maintain my career related status and (hopefully) advance, it’s off to school I go. So, between turning 49 this week, and having to return to school, it’s just been a wonderful time! Let’s not forget about daylight savings time, too…