03/07/2016 - 11:32 p.m.

So here I am now, another year older. Yesterday was my 39th Day O' Hatching, and at this point...I think I'm starting to have a bit of a mid life crisis of sorts.

I can say 'thirty nine' with no problem, but it's the number that comes after that, and the age I'll be NEXT year that becomes the issue.

I can't say it. I try and it refuses to come out and gets stuck. Try it with me...

F-f-f-f-oorr...

Yeah.

I've got a year to get used to it though, right? After all, my husband didn't seem to have a problem saying 'Fifty' on his last birthday.

Maybe it's just me. I dunno. If one reads back to the beginning of this diary, I'm rather impressed that I even made it this far, what given two abusive marriages, one hellacious misdiagnosis...yeah. It's good to be thirty nine, when by my calculations...well let's not go there shall we?

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