41

I opened my eyes this morning and thought - no freaking way. 

 I can NOT be 41.  

I was 30 just last week.  

It seemed like last week anyway - how did 11 years pass in the blink of an eye?

*sigh*

When my mom was 41 she was...well, old!

Old to me at the time anyway.

I'm not old. 

At least I don't think I am.

And then I got up. 

My back cramped up, my joints all cracked and creaked, and I had to stretch.

OK, so maybe my BODY is 41.

But in my mind, I'm 30.

Here's hoping the next decade doesn't goes as fast as the last one.....