Getting Closer...

I knew I was closer to 30 than to 29 when...

I realized I get more excited for my Food Network magazine than my Cosmopolitan.

I spent two hours printing and clipping grocery coupons, then organizing them according to store layout.

I started consistently choosing The Office over Sex and the City.

I was mildly horrified last night when I realized it was past 1am and I was not in bed yet.

I permanently moved the entire V.C. Andrews collection to the "neglected" bookshelf.

I started a new job, where I'm convinced that my (PhD) supervisor is at least three years younger than me.

I stopped getting excited for the mail to come.

I felt awkward even thinking about shopping at Wet Seal...I was a manager there for years, and always thought it was weird when middle-aged women shopped there...

I decided I might be too old to dress up for downtown St. Paul St. Patrick's Day...maybe not...but maybe.