I just turned 41 today. Last year was my first celebration at 40. Half my life is lost to this cult and I celebrate by almost losing my job. One of the only things I have left. I kept my job by eating crow with the CFO at the company today that has had it out for me. The joys of not having an education with limited opportunities.
I love good old Irish luck. If it weren't for bad luck I wouldn't have any. You'd think with 7's all over my bday i'd have better luck.
Not that I believe in luck. Just crying a pity party today. Yaay! Heres to getting older. I'll be surprised if I make it to 60.