{"id":812,"date":"2003-10-11T05:07:01","date_gmt":"2003-10-11T10:07:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/?p=812"},"modified":"2003-10-11T05:07:01","modified_gmt":"2003-10-11T10:07:01","slug":"i-thought-i-wou","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/2003\/10\/i-thought-i-wou\/","title":{"rendered":"I Thought I Would Like &#8220;30&#8221;, But I Do Not"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I spent all of my twenties waiting to finally feel like a grown up. I figured when I was thirty I would, but I don&#8217;t, just feel like an old kid. Throughout my twenties, my husband and I were the only ones I knew married with children, so I missed out on that &#8220;valuable&#8221; carefree twenty something living that everyone on TV is doing. Well, OK, not really. But I think I am too sleepy. I am always in this befuddled brain fog and walking into walls from lack of sleep.<br \/>\nAnyway, if you watch TV, being in your twenties and early thirties (if you are not a teen) is supposed to be the prime of your life. No prime, too sleepy. I am thinking 53 may be a better age. My parents are like 53. My father has the energy again to get up at like 5 to go running. For years I got up at 4.30 am to work-out, and as soon as I hit my thirtieth birthday, that last bit of energy to do so  disappeared. So I think I would like to be 53. I wonder if when I am 53, will I feel like a bone fide adult, or still feel like an old kid?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I spent all of my twenties waiting to finally feel like a grown up. I figured when I was thirty I would, but I don&#8217;t, just feel like an old kid. Throughout my twenties, my husband and I were the only ones I knew married with children, so I missed out on that &#8220;valuable&#8221; carefree&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/2003\/10\/i-thought-i-wou\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">I Thought I Would Like &#8220;30&#8221;, But I Do Not<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-812","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pansyiana","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/812","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=812"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/812\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=812"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=812"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moss-place.stblogs.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=812"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}