It's nearly done
But, right now I just want to think about crawling under the covers and relaxing.
Previously: The rants and ramblings of a stubborn, sarcastic, opinionated, romantic cynic. Now basically: Little snippets of my life with a preschooler and a school-aged kid.
J-L asked me if I was worried about it (turning 35). Frankly, not at all. I think 35 is a nice number. I feel good about 35. Perhaps if I were still single it would seem ominous but not the way things are right now. Old but not TOO old.