It's my birthday. I'm 30 years old.
I’m not sure why turning 30 is having such an affect on me. I know I’m not “old,” but I’m also not “young” anymore. Something about that bothers me. It’s like I don’t have any more excuses to not be an “adult” at all times. Before turning 30 it seemed like there was always “later.” Now later is here and I want to be better 30+ than I was 29-.
To help me be better at 30 then I was before, I decided to come up with 30 goals for my 30th year (although technically it’s my 31st year as I have been alive for 30 already, but you know what I mean).
I wasn’t completely successful coming up with 30 goals. So far I only have 22, but I figure in a whole year some more will come to me.
I almost reconsidered a few just because I thought, “well this will be embarrassing if people know that I need this to be a goal in order to do it,” but the truth is the truth. For example, #2 – brush teeth daily, you might be thinking “really? She needs a goal for this? What a wackjob!” But that’s the fact, I do need a goal. I HATE brushing my teeth. Hate it. So I figured make it a goal, it’ll be come a habit and I’ll be set.
Other goals are maybe a little too easy. For example, #23 – Go to Europe might sound like a crazy dream of a goal but I already have plans to go with aunt and my cousin’s school group. I’m pretty excited about it and hope that goal #4 and #8 work into #23 nicely.
So Happy Birthday to me!