Lizzie's realm

 I've been 30 for less than a week, and gotta tell you: I am feeling my years. It's not that I feel old- older, yes, but not old. 
Only, I am finally understanding what it measn feeling being an adult. Ten years ago I celebrated by birthday with my friends in the afternoion, went to Bra for a pizza and then to dancing, geting back home at 3. And the enxt day i woke up at seven like it was nothing. 
This year... well, I did celebrated for two days with the same friends, getting back home at a quarter to 1 on frinday (well, it was already saturday..) and not sleeping the whole night because of soemthing that I did and feared being discovered (getting a little tipsy and hitting the sliding gate with the back of the car- and spending over 20 minutes uner the snow and the rain to get it back in place so that it wouldn't be discover the enxt day) and then, on saturday, I went with another couple of freinds to dinner in a nearby city untill one am.
and then... today, getting ready, writing and mailing the MOCA documents for my clients...