Another year past
Today I turn 31. Seems strange to be “in my thirties” now.
I don’t really have any profound birthday reflection. There are some things that have improved in the past year. I’m full-time at work, for example. Other things have deteriorated. I’m deeper in debt than I was last year. Overall, I’m at a good place in my life. I have Orlok, who loves me. I have great friends* for support. Things are going better between my family and myself. My inlaws are terrific.
Despite being in a good place, I have been feeling drained emotionally, spiritually, and physically. I haven’t been maintaining a conscious effort to get the diabetes under control (in fact, I’ll probably be on medication for that by the end of the month). I haven’t been doing a real great job of taking care of myself. I’ve been maintaining my weight instead of losing it. So that is my goal for this trip around the sun. When I turn 32, I want to look back on the year and feel that I’m more sustained and healthier. I want to paint more, crochet more, develop my talents. I want to be prepared for returning to college in the fall.
Today, I’m spending the day with Orlok. We’re spending the night with his family (for Easter tomorrow), and going to see VAST in concert at Station 4 in St. Paul’s Lowertown. I’m sure there will be some reflection on Grandma Margie (who died 2 years ago today), and joy at meeting Orlok’s baby cousin tomorrow.
Happy birthday to you, brave girl.
*Linked every two letters in this order: Vas, Nibbler, Trina, Fidgety, Tobey, Rick. You guys are the best.
bytehead —
Glad to see that you are in a good place. And yes, diabetes will kick your ass. That’s how I found out that I was diabetic, I was felt sick, but no fever, but I couldn’t eat. 283 after not eating anything for 48 hours. And then there was my second hospitalization for hypertension (I should have just stayed home and had it played with outpatient, because they never got it under control) two weeks later.
To be 31 again! The end of the year makes 50 for me.
Tadeusz Szewczyk —
When I turned 30 it was a big fuss for me. At 31 and 32 I didn’t really notice. Soon I’ll turn 33 and you know what? I don’t care! Being in my thirties makes me feel “adult” for the first time. So next time I care, will be at 40. Before my 30th birthday I was afraid of getting old but indeed at 30 I fixed up my life so I feel good sice then and now comparing myself I am among the youngest “adults”. People below 30 are just kids.
misty —
Confidential to Tadeusz Szewczyk:
For some reason, your comment to my birthday post was flagged as spam, cause the post is over 3 months old. While trying to figure out how to allow it, I managed to misplace it. But, I wanted to post it in the comments here, because I fully intended to allow the comment. Many apologies.
“When I turned 30 it was a big fuss for me. At 31 and 32 I didn’t really notice. Soon I’ll turn 33 and you know what? I don’t care! Being in my thirties makes me feel “adult” for the first time. So next time I care, will be at 40. Before my 30th birthday I was afraid of getting old but indeed at 30 I fixed up my life so I feel good sice then and now comparing myself I am among the youngest “adults”. People below 30 are just kids.”