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Today is 35th Birthday T-1, and I'm jacked up like a little kid at the State Fair, for all that I've had very little sugar today (except for the cupcake my coworker put on my desk this morning). I'm excited to go out to the goth club tonight; I'm excited to go to dinner in Austin with my sister tomorrow; I'm excited to have lunch with my brother and sister on Sunday.
I'm excited to turn 35. I know this must seem bizarre to many of you, but...look, at one point I didn't believe I'd ever reach 35. I've never been able to picture myself at this age - and if I had, the picture would be nothing like my reality, but I'm okay with that. I'm divorcing, but I'm friendly with my ex-husband. I have excellent friends who take care of me when I need it - especially when I have no idea I need it. I have a good job that I'm good at. I have a boss with a beer fridge, which is why I've had two beers already this afternoon, whooooooo! I have a nice apartment with a good roommate, within which I've decorated my bedroom exactly to my tastes.
Life is good. Life is not at all what I expected, but it's good, and I'm so grateful.
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