So September marked the 3rd anniversary of my 29th birthday. It's not that I think I'm old, it's just that more and more often I realize my lifestyle is slowly sliding into something settled. Not that it's a bad thing. It's just a thing. I want to spend my time differently now - I just can't help but notice the changes. Like when I'm sitting on the couch on a Friday night, watching television with my cat and my husband, struggling to keep my eyes open after 10:30. There used to be at time in my life when 10:30 meant I was just getting into the dance club.
My birthday celebration reflected my current lifestyle. I had a fabulous dinner celebration with my close friends and my parents. We gorged ourselves on Italian food and laughed and had a general good time - but afterwards? No partying - I just wanted to go home and relax on the couch.
But something that will definitely make you feel old? Seeing your old collectible figurines in an antique store: