I've let myself hope so hard about the future that when I walked outside this morning I thought I saw a BMW in my driveway. Chris thought it might make 30 a little easier. It does. As a matter of fact 30 is so easy so far that I don't think she's wearing panties anymore.
As an added bonus, I've found that it's less difficult to feel hopeful about your future when you wouldn't mind living in your car.