For some reason, 36 seems MUCH older than 35... 35 didn't bother me, even with the extra fuss that was being made about me hitting that milestone because I was pregnant.
The closer I get to my birthday, the more I am dreading it. 36 just feels old, like when you are a kid and someone tells you they are 36 and you think they are on the verge of dying old!
It is usually the ages that end in 5 that bother me. 25 SUCKED! I had a quarter-life crisis because I was not where I thought I would be at 25. It was almost bad enough to be classified as a nervous breakdown.
Maybe since 35 didn't bother me, it is catching up with 36... so, I am trying to find some fun things about turning 36, so far I have:
I can now legally covet someone half my age! Not a very practical perk, but fun to know in case my husband up and leaves me. 'Cause, you know, a hot 18 year old would totally want to hook-up with a mother of 4...
and that would be all that I have come up with so far!
On the bright side; I will be celebrating my birthday with a husband I adore, and 4 really great children by my side. It really could be a lot worse.