Thirtysomethingitis

Thirtysomethingitis-realizing you are no longer twenty and racing towards forty. Your brain finally starts to wake up as your body slowly slows down.
I hike up that *%$#@* mountain at least once a week. This week, twice. Go me.

I have enough nutritional and vitamin supplements on hand to keep me alive on an deserted island for 6 months. Ok so I'd need a water source and some major rationing but I could do it.

I spend wayyy too much time thinking completely irrational thoughts about how I look or if people like me, interrupted by thoughts of taxes and getting the dog's teeth cleaned. This whole life thing...I just assume since I am happy I am doing it right, and move on...right after I check my hair one more time ;)

Walking through Target the other day I began entering a section of clothes that were all strange looking. Ugly patterns and mismatched prints and tiny...and I look up...the Junior section. I think at some moment my feet literally left the ground as I jumped back in shock and back into the comfort of solid prints and pants made of denim. I left the women's section feeling pretty hip with my neon colored tank tops and my thought process went like this..
"I never thought I'd wear neon colors ever again!
They say fashions return on a 30 year cycle..?
Oh wait..
Awe crap really?!
I'm getting them anyway!
And a new Brita water pitcher!
So there!
I'm still hip.
I'm decreasing my carbon footprint.
 SEE! That was hip sounding of me!
Right?!
FML"

I want to spend more time with my friends and family. I need to work. These two things really interfere with each other. I need to make more money and work less...if only we all could!Time is just slipping by too fast.

I'm young and I'm old. I'm smart and I'm dumb. I am a whole list of contradictions. Some days I will tell you I am ok with that and other days I will be trying to make sense of it all and "find myself".

There is no cure. All I can do is wait, take my vitamin supplements and pray Fortysomethingitis is more fun.