By the time we get home, I'll be 50.
I'm still trying to wrap my mind around it.
30 weirded me out completely.
When I turned 40 I had so much going on that I didn't have time to worry about it.
Between Chairing Capricon next February and the Baby coming in November, I'm hardly noticing this 50 thing.
I don't feel old, except for, maybe my knees and a couple of fingers that are stiff in the morning.
So, here we go...
Every day is a new adventure!