This morning I woke up and knew I had to change the date on my phone.
Well, yesterday I switched my SIM card out of the phone I had been using, a Samsung touchscreen, to an old phone that my wife had, a Sony Ericsson slide. In the process, I thought I had changed the date, but before going to bed late last night, I noticed that it read “08-Jun-2011.” However, I didn’t change it.
Well, 09-Jun-2011 will be my 42nd birthday. I want to stave off “another year older and deeper in debt” to paraphrase the Violent Femmes from their song, “Special,” as long as I can.
When I told my wife about my wanting to change the date this morning, she told me a story about when her mother turned 40. She decided to have a panic attack until…
…she actually did the math and learned she actually was turning 39.
The next year, my wife said my mother-in-law had no such panic attack.
Maybe there’s hope for me too and now I won’t have a panic attack on Thursday.