Goodbye 25, Hello 26.

I have exactly 3 hours and 24 minutes left to enjoy being 25. At 12:56 am I will be 26 years old. 2-6. Twenty-six. Holy cow, how did this happen!? The weird thing about it, it doesn't even feel like my birthday. Every year until this one I've actually been excited. I've always gotten that feeling of wanting to run around and let everyone know that it's my birthday! It's a special day! This year I keep forgetting that tomorrow is May 13. Maybe because time is going so fast? Or maybe because I have so much other stuff going on? Or perhaps I'm just in denial? Probably all of the above!

I can't say I'm exactly where I thought I'd be when I turned 26, but I will say I'm happier than I've ever been. I always thought I'd be married by now, maybe even have a baby by this point. In fact, when I first met Joe, he said he wanted to be married AND have a kid by 25. WHAT?! We're definitely a year behind that plan!

As weird as 26 sounds, I really think 26 will be one of the best years of my life. And as much as I don't enjoy getting older, I wouldn't want to go back. Not to highschool, not even really to college. College was a blast and I loved every minute of it, I'm just content now. I have a job, I'm getting married to my best friend and we'll be starting a family very soon. I was never a fan of being in limbo.

Crazy fact of the day: this time 26 years ago my mom was at Good Sam in Puyallup hoping that I would be born on May 12 because May 13, 1983 fell on a Friday and she really didn't want to have me on Friday the 13th. I had different plans! :)