At 35, you’re considered geriatric.(!)
I’m not gonna be geriatric.
I stopped by to visit a friend at her extra job today, so I could pick up her key to go play with her cat and dog.
We started with talk about Christmas presents and CrossFit, and ended up on careers and finances, houses and babies, all within about three minutes of chatting.
We joked about how her husband (currently boyfriend) who is finishing medical school right now, will be super poor for the next several years, and so she wants to work and save as much as possible now, so she can buy a house and have babies at the latest by 30.
Thus the glorious comment at the start of this… gotta love the oddities that drive us all forward in life. ;P
Post-a-day 2018
