30. So 8 years into career #1. 2 years to go
30 is fine. I still get ID’d in pubs so I’m not likely to be worried by the laughter lines.
Pileswasp thinking my birthday is tomorrow also fine. It would be churlish to be picky about exact dates when he bought Ribenna lollies.
Work today being just like the current Dilbert thread. Less fine.
(As a result I won’t be able to go to the IA coffee morning on Friday hosted by the lovely folks at Wellcome Trust. If you’re in London you should definitely go, if only for that cake!)
Being 30 also means that career #1 is 80% sorted. I’ve got lots of careers planned so none of them can take up more than 10 years. The plan is to retire at 82. Might be worried about the laughter lines by then.