Oh Noes! She DID the math!

Math is evil, and as an English major, you would think I could avoid it. But, alas, I can’t. It seems numbers keep popping up all over the place. I have those horrible numbers on my bathroom scale, the number of wrinkles around my eyes when I smile, the number of birthdays my children continue to celebrate (today Justin turns 11!), and then there is the checkbook and the paycheck and the monthly bills and well, you get the idea that even as an English major, I find it hard to avoid numbers.

But that doesn’t mean I willingly go off and chase them down. Oh no! For that, I have Lani (even if she did temporarily for writing purposes only change her name to Lucy).

She did the math. In 516 days, Lani will turn 40. And Lani is a member of Club 32, and it just seems impossible to me that anyone in Club 32 will be 40 in 516 days. And I’m not sure I agree with her assessment that she is almost 40 because if I did that then by default, Club 32 is “staring down the barrelhead of forty.” Not because she is wrong but because I don’t wanna!

And. And. She is delusional. She claims she will blog every day for 516 days. She who disappears for months! And this isn’t me being mean. She admits her faults herself.

AND just maybe that is what I really object to — the idea that it might be time that I wake up and realize that here in my brain I am no longer 32 (or as she says 24). That maybe the way I have been doing things is wrong, and I might want to think about changing. That maybe the real me in my head and the me presented to the world (all nooks and crannies of my world(s)) should match. Possibly.

What is Club 32? Well, it is a bunch of women who were and/or are members of Momwriters (hopefully that one is self-explanatory) who all turned 32 in the same year and who pretty much started blogging that year as well.

There were a LOT of us, and I hesitate to name them all for fear that I might miss someone, but here goes: Lani, Shelley, Kira, Kim H, Cate, Lisa and me. There were also unofficial members (they who weren’t turning 32 that year) like AGK, Barb Huff, and Kim W.

I do NOT even want to start counting how long it has been since we were 32, and for that matter, I’m not ready to count the days until I turn 40. It is NOT this year. It is NOT next year. I don’t care what Lani and her math say — I have at LEAST two years!
40-38=2. This is all I need to know. We will NOT do algebra and figure out the whole, 2x-y if x=365 and y is (365 x 2)-z where z is the number of days that have passed from Aug. 19 to current day.

And YES that formula will work, but I do not want to figure it out. I never said I could NOT do math. I just don’t wanna!

But most of all — I am just happy that one of my favorite writers (and someone I call a friend) will be writing more often, so I can read her words. She plans to write differently, more deeply about the real her instead of the public her, and I hope I learn how to do the same from her brave example.

But mostly, new daily reading material! Yay me!