Post from work

Amazingly, I really can't think of anything I desperately need to be doing at work right now. Thanks to a couple of cancellations earlier this week I've had plenty of time to catch up on things, and now I've got two hours while I'm waiting for my next meeting. Unfortunately I'm also not feeling so well today-- I've had some vertigo for the past few days, which I've never had before, so I went to the doctor yesterday. They said it's nothing serious, just a condition that people sometimes experience which goes away mostly on it's own, but which may last for several weeks. Which actually really sucks, because I've been pretty nauseous today because of it, and "lost my breakfast" as you might say. I hope it goes away quickly...

The other thing about this condition? It mostly occurs in people over 60. Which has gotten me thinking about turning 30. Which is happening in two weeks (!) and I'm not quite sure I'm prepared. I know that there is no qualitative shift that occurs at 30, but I think other people do view 30-somethings as different from 20-somethings. Sometime last week I was reading an intake report on a client I was about to see, and this person was described by the assessor as "middle-aged." And do you know what that person's age was? 34 years old. I just about had a heart attack. I cannot be 4 years away from middle-aged. I am clearly a young adult, and will clearly be a young adult for the rest of my life. Right?

Also, I have a client who has three children and one more on the way, and I really think of her as a grown-up, like a real grown-up, not a young-adult faking being a real adult. I must have known this at some point and blocked it out, but I was reminded this week that she is (drumroll) 28 years old. I'm not sure I can handle this "getting older" thing. I will not turn into one of those people who lies about their age, but I can see myself being genuinely confused at some point, and checking the wrong box for age category on the census...

The good news? My strong, able-bodied, young-adult, 30-year-old husband will be visiting me this weekend, and can take care of my invalid self for a while. I actually genuinely believe right now that as soon as he arrives I'm going to feel 100% better, because I think us being apart ages me, a lot. So I have the vertigo of a 60-year-old right now, but once Jeff arrives it will take 30+ years off my age, and I'll be back to normal. The doctor might not agree, but I'd be willing to bet that a good hug will knock my vestibular system right back into balance.