September 30, 2011
*disclaimer – I may have written about this before, I’m too old to remember
This week we got a new roof (which I may or may not have complained about yesterday) and we refinanced our house.
I also made the statement that I’d been attending my current church for 8 years.
Things like that make me feel like I’m almost 31 years old.
Crazy thing is, I’m almost 31 years old.
How is that possible?
I could swear that just last week I was 23.
I mean wasn’t it yesterday that I was talking to one college girlfriend or another on my landline after working all day at my first big-girl job?
Didn’t I just switch the tags on my car to the state I currently reside in?
But then whose house am I living in now?
Who are those children who call me, Mama?
What the heck is a minivan doing parked in my garage?
Don’t get me wrong. I love my life. Adore it.
But when did my someday become my today?