It’s a happy day, y’all!
Today, the 24th day of September, two thousand and nine, I grandly leap out of my twenties, enter the third decade of my life and, after 29 years of trying, am one step closer to my goal of becoming a fabulously active senior citizen.
In my 20’s, I hoped for a job & love. In my thirties, I’d like a baby & a pool (not necessarily in that order).
I was worried that I would be bothered by turning the “big 3-0,” as so many people call it. I kept waiting for it to hit me – the whole, “omg-I’m-not-in-my-twenties-and-I’m-aging-and-processing-my-own-mortality-and-looking-for-wrinkles-omg-is-that-a-grey-hair?!?” thing, but it never happened.
I don’t know if it’s the perspective I gained after losing my father at such a young age or the fact that I worked so hard to accomplish so much in my twenties or something else entirely (I have had hints of grey around my temples since my mid 20’s), but I just don’t feel the pressure.
The truth is I am thrilled to be thirty. I’m thrilled to be alive at such a wonderfully happy point in my life. Things are really good right now and there’s still so much to learn, do & live.
And, let’s face the facts people, in a few more years I’m gonna make a sensational senior citizen.
Thanks for everything, gang, and cheers to the future!
🙂
Ross