After this weekend, I can truly and honestly tell I am 30. First of all, I used to be able to run just fine on 3 hours sleep, now I am like a piece of rustic furniture: comfy and stiff where I sit. I am still exhausted! I could probably take a 3 hour nap right now and still go to bed at a decent time later on tonight. Crazy, right? Then, I had to actually write that my age is 30 for the very first time on a form I filled out. UGH! Took all the strength in my body to be able to write that three on the page. Lastly, I am just cranky when I can’t get like 7 to 10 hours of down time or sleep. It just bugs me out LOL. So much for the tappin twenties.