Time is running out…..!

Oh no! Time is running out! I’ll be thirty tomorrow. The big 3-0. I’m nervous and excited all at the same time; not because I’m turning 30 but because I’m jumping out of a plane. That’s right, the cat’s out of the bag. I’m going skydiving….oh my gosh; can you believe it?! I hope not to scream all the way down like my friend Virginia. As I write this, she just said she didn’t scream all the way down….just maybe the first 20 seconds. Twenty seconds is long enough (I personally think it was more) because her intructor sought me out to let me know she screamed all the way down. I’m stoked! My mother doesn’t know, she will after the fact….maybe.

I certainly don’t feel thirty. I hope like hell I don’t look thirty. Maybe I’ll look into doing some grown up things once I turn thirty…..what those will be, I don’t know. Any suggestions?