There are things I expected to have by the time I hit the big 2-9.
- Debt free (or at least partially)
- Happy marriage
At least I can check one thing off that list, and no it's not the house, that shit is rented. It's not the car, that was totaled a few months ago and my belly isn't holding more than this mornings digested banana.
Tomorrow I turn another year older. I was a little bummed about it but I can't turn back time and not max out the credit cards or make the now more obvious lines on my forehead disappear.
So instead of sulking the loss of my "mid twenties" (anymore than I already have) I will work harder to check off the things on the list that I still don't have.
Yesterday I paid off 2 of the 8 credit cards we have maxed out. I'm not gonna lie, it hurt like hell to give up that money, our long awaited tax return, and all I kept thinking while paying them was "it's my birfday weekend, I could go to Vegas with this. I deserve it, dammit!".
But I'm taking the boring adult road & not going to Vegas this weekend.
Instead I'll stay home with my adoring Rusty, have free dinner at home with my family, see a very likely bad acting show in Hollywood, and maybe even take Rusty to see 'This Means War' (which he'll swear he's taking me to, but I know he wants to get his Reese Witherspoon eye candy on).
28 was good to me but I'm hopeful that 29 will rock my fucking socks off.
You may want to stay tuned cause I have a birthday giveaway that'll be posted sometime tomorrow. I know, it's my birthday & you're getting something...how the fuck is this fair?!