thirty, boobs, pores, pimples and wrinkles

I remember when I thought thirty was old. It wasn't that long ago. Ummm... 4 months ago. :) Seriously, I remember growing up how old thirty seemed. Then I turned thirty and realized I was still young. Really young. Especially compared to millions of others that are over thirty! But then today I started noticing something. Then something else. Then something else. It just kept going!

I looked in the mirror today while I was putting on my necklace and realize, in horror!!! that I have GRANNY BOOBS! They are like my ex-mother-in-laws!!! I have WRINKLES above my cleavage! And they sag. They have sagged for a while. But the wrinkles above my cleavage. That is just wrong. Just wrong. Finished looking in the mirror.

Then in my car on my way into work I was looking in my mirror to get something out of my eye. And there they were! Just there. Huge! Just there. My pores. MY PORES WERE ENORMOUS. Never in my life have they been big. I have never even noticed my pores before. But here they were just starring me down. I couldn't even get away from them. Thank GOD I could just close that mirror up.

I get to my office and sit at my desk. I start stretching a little and rub my face from exhaustion. What was that??? I felt a bump on my face. It was a pimple! What is up with THAT??!! I never had pimples when I was young. Pimples are a teenager thing. I am NOT a teenager. Why the heck am I getting pimples at thirty?!

I am really thirty now. Literally, physically and almost mentally. Now its time to move on. I hear it only gets worse.