The thing about a decade is it doesn’t evenly divide up into a neat third. Typically you hear people say “Early X0’s, Mid X0’s, Late X0’s.” Â So what do you do with the extra year? When I turned 33, I said “Well, that’s the last year of my early 30s.” Â Now as I enter the last year of what isÂ undisputedlyÂ my “Mid 30s,” I think I am going to reserve the right to transplant that floater year to 37, so that becomes the last year of my “Mid 30s” delaying “Late 30s” for the remaining years of 38 and 39. But still, you have to figure “Late 30s” is still better than “Early 40s,” which is still yet better than “Early 50s,” which is definitely better than being dead. Though lately I’ve been feeling dead, but it’s probably the long hours I’m working. Of course long hours are better than unemployment. So I guess despite the fact that I hate getting old, I’m happy to be mid-30s and employed (for now).