AIBU to be absolutely freaking out about being on the verge of this HUGE (in my mind) number!
I don't want a party, I would rather nobody even mentioned it!! Maybe it is to do with the three score and ten analogy - or the fact that my Mother died in her early 70's - or maybe something else - trouble is I don't know WHAT the problem is, I feel tearful at even having to write this!
I know I don't LOOK 70 - not particularly wrinkled, bit soggy around the middle but long legs and a bum that stays up, perky boobs thanks to a double mastectomy reconstruction - it's just that I feel I'm NOW being labelled against my will, just had to reapply for my driving licence to enable me to zap around the countryside in my convertible!! - that sucks!!!
Comments please??
Things you find stressful that other people don't notice.