A recent suvey states that 33 is the happiest age to be. One of the researchers who conducted the study found that "The age of thirty-three is enough time to have shaken off childhood naivety and the wild scheming of teen-aged years without losing the energy and enthusiasm of youth," she said. "By this age innocence has been lost, but our sense of reality is mixed with a strong sense of hope, a 'can do' spirit, and a healthy belief in our own talents and abilities".
Innocence lost? Check. Mixed sense of reality? Check again. Strong sense of hope? Sure, every so often for a fleeting second. Then, I get my period. Ha! Eff you, universe.
But in all seriously, I really do hope I am happier @ 33 than I am @ 32. Or was @ 29, 30 or 31. Ah, to go back & be the naive 28 year old, newly married, without a clue her lady garden had slugs (or whatever) & there would be no flowers blooming without some major treatments with Miracle-Gro if she was lucky!