The Reality of 30

Yeah, I know. I promised a lengthy reflection on the gory details about turning 30 and I swear that I actually started writing said treatise but haven’t had the time yet to properly finish lining up my thoughts. In the interim, please enjoy yet another recent true-life conversation, this one between my Mom and I, a couple weeks ago:

Conversational setting: comparing notes on the royal wedding.

Gmom: you know, I’ve watched those two boys grow up all these years throughout all the drama of their family and the loss of their mother, and when the news started pouring out about the wedding, I was surprised to realize how old Wills had gotten!

Me: Geez mom! he’s younger than I am!

Gmom: well dear, you ARE 30 now.

Me: thanks mom.