A Pirate looks at 30...

Yes, I am a pirate. 200 years too late...
Well, 30 is here. I am not adjusting well.
We went to bed early for us last night at 11, and as I laid there, it was as if I could hear the clock counting down the end of my 20's, the end of my youth. I cried when it got to 11:45. I had a doomed call with Daddy and it still didn't make me feel better. Why to some people are birthdays just another day? My family has always made a huge deal out of birthdays. I always had a party and a cake, presents, a birthday dinner, surrounded by family and friends. Why not anymore?
I am sitting here at work. On. My. Birthday. I made a pact with myself never to do this. It was unavoidable this year. I started a new job, and I only get one day off during the week now, and I had to use it yesterday to get my hair done. Well, maybe it will get better. So far, I haven't even gotten a card.
:(
Boo to 30.
Nikki