I’m turning 32 on Monday, which sounds terribly boring and old. (No offense to those of you who are older. You are totally young and interesting!)
I think I’ll always believe that I’m 24. I certainly still dress like I am. And I still don’t know how to properly style my hair like an adult woman should. But I do go to bed at 9 pm, and I don’t know how to use technology, so I guess I am 32.
For my birthday I want one thing. I want to sleep alone for 8 uninterrupted hours. BB isn’t so sure about that. I think he would have preferred that I ask for something expensive.
We are heading to Lake Kivu today for the weekend with some friends. Looking forward to some sun, sand and food that takes 2 hours to arrive after ordering.