I’m about to turn 34 in a few minutes! 34!
I feel like a list should be made of things to do before I turn 35 – though I guess you never know what the coming days ever hold.
Like I don’t think I’d ever have thought at 7, or even at 27, that I’d be living in a little English village with an Englishman of my own and a little Lily-flower who takes me for long walks through woods and fields.
So let’s say c’est la vie and make a list anyway. Tomorrow. Unless the sun comes out and Lily wants to take me for a walk instead 🙂