Longest...Week...Ever

Man, don't you just hate coming back from the holidays and having to deal with the fact that you actually work five days a week instead of the x-mastime 2?
It's been a hard week, you know, work-wise and I have had a few meltdowns that have left me emotionally crippled for hours at a time because I am (as of today) three days away from my 30th birthday. It's... Just... So... Old. I never thought I would be so far behind schedule in the things I wanted to achieve by this age, you know what I mean? I am trying not to let it get me down but since I am prone to introspectiveness it was kind of inevitable that I would come undone at the mere thought of turning 30 with all the time I have on my hands. I think I am going to need a bubble bath, candles and a bottle of wine to recover.

Here are some verses to an Indigo Girls' song that I think are "a propos" at this time:

"There I am in younger days, star gazing,

Painting picture perfect maps of how my life and love would be

Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection

My compass, faith in love's perfection

I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen."