Well, I’m 34 years old today. When I woke up this morning, I completely forgot that it was my birthday and the only reason I remembered is because I’m working from home today. I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon in Silver Spring and it was easier to work from home then to head all the way into Arlington and then have to head back here and then over to Silver Spring early this afternoon.
So far, 34 does not feel any different than 33 (or 32, or 31, or even 30 for that matter). It’s just another number, as far as I’m concerned, although it sounds a little different when I say it outloud. In any event, the real celebration is less than 2 weeks away, and I’m looking forward to that.