So the day that I have been dreading is finally here....it's my birthday....I'm 25. I have been looking about my "About Me" column with sheer disdain the past few weeks knowing that today I would have to change the part that said "I'm twenty-four." I really didn't think that through too well when I set-up this blog.....
So this year I've wised up. Now I will classify myself as a "twenty-something" - because Lord knows I don't need to perform the brutal task of bumping up my age each year in my "About Me" section.
I'm not exactly sure why I'm so down in the mouth this birthday. Maybe it's because the past few months have been a real challenge for me. Or maybe I realize all of the goals I have for myself that I still need to complete - MBA, CPA, etc.... I feel like "25" is somehow the official stamp of adulthood (nevermind that I've been married for almost two years and have owned a house for almost the same.) I can really no longer use the excuse, "Well - I was young, and didn't really know better...." Or possibly I'm allergic to aging - makes me sick on my stomach?
But unfortunately as I have learned from the beautiful women ahead of me, this birthday is a reality and I'm getting older no matter how much I dislike it. So I'm off - for the first day of 25. :)