I’m Liz. I’m almost *cough cough* 40 but definitely don’t feel it. Born right on the cusp of Millennial and Generation X, I relate to aspects of both. I call myself a late bloomer, both puberty and experience-wise. Sheltered good kid all through high school–I didn’t do anything the rated R high school comedies imply is “normal.” Didn’t go away to college so there were no dorm life shenanigans. I did “catch-up” after moving out of my parent’s house at 21, got a job at a bar at 22 (where I partied a bit too hard), then joined the Army at 24. My 8 years of military service feels like an isolated, separate time line, because after getting out, it was back to my early 20’s waiting tables and living paycheck to paycheck. I then fell for a man about a decade my junior. I attribute our compatibility to my extended childhood and him needing to grow up fast. We’re married now and have a beautiful 2 year old daughter and are currently trying to conceive her a sibling.