16,060 and Counting . . .

Obsolete

As of yesterday, this blog is four years old.

That’s 1,219 posts, including this one, many of which involve poetry, science, kids, rants, superheroes, music, food, and my apparent inability to reliably chew gum and walk at the same time.  Or invent an original metaphor.

Thank you all for reading, commenting, snickering, arguing, sympathizing, and sending me weird stuff for Thursdays, anyway.

Tomorrow, I will be forty-four years old.

That’s 16,060 days, including this one, many of which included Learning Experiences™ of various types.*

Thank you all for humoring me while I whined about the majority of them.

To celebrate both milestones, I’m taking the week off from posting. **  A gift, from me to you.

I’m hoping to make some leeway on a couple of projects and also take a little time to examine my priorities and shuffle ’em around.

Adults do that, or so I’m told.***

See you Sunday.

Aging Angst

 

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* If I collect enough of those, I may turn into a Real Adult someday. There’s an incentive . . .

**I will also be celebrating at the lunch buffet at my favorite Indian restaurant until  my husband has to lead me to the car and put an extension on the seat belt.  Because Real Adults set obtainable goals.

***I will also be visiting the dentist, which I’ve been told Real Adults do far more frequently than I.  The way I figure it, I made the appointment on my own behalf, even though my teeth and gums don’t hurt, which is a huge step in my maturation process, right there.  So nyah.

 

 

 

 

 

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14 thoughts on “16,060 and Counting . . .

    • Never.

      I just need to find myself. I just had me five seconds ago and now I have no idea where I went.

      I’m gonna go check the freezer . . .

  1. Sarah, I need a full report on the reprioritization process. As usual, you and I are riding the same wave. Happy birthday, dear friend. And enjoy the week. Love.

    • Thanks, Mike!

      So, you went for quality over quantity—many people choose to go that route and though it’s not really my style, I wouldn’t call it a moral failing or anything. 😀

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