At exactly 7:50 p.m. tonight, I will turn 20 million minutes old! What will you do be doing for the big moment? I will probably be ordering dinner. Or, if we stay in, yelling at my kids.
You are probably wondering how I even know about this big event. A few years I was fooling around with some calendar-interval website (maybe this one?) and realized I’d turned 10,000 days old back when I was twenty-seven and never even noticed.
This had a big impact on me. The odometer on my life had rolled over to all zeroes and I’d completely missed it. I was probably watching West Wing or something. I HAD WASTED MY LIFE.
So I did the sensible thing and put every other crazy anniversary like that in Google Calendar and set up notifications for them. No way am I going to miss the moment when I’m 500 months old (in 2015) or 2 billion seconds old (in 2036) or 2,000 weeks old (coming up in just a couple months–check my Amazon Wish List for fun gift ideas!)
A cool thing to do is to put in like 150 years of these and set up email notifications for friends and family, so they keep getting them long after you’re dead!
I guess what I’m saying is, happy birthday to me. Obviously I don’t mind birthdays, since I plan to celebrate more than one a year for the rest of my life. I guess it helps that I still don’t look a MINUTE over 15 million.