Well, I made it! I know sometimes it seemed that I was clutching at straws trying to find new things to do, and it’s true. I’m happy with what I’ve accomplished. I realised the other night that I’m in a much better place turning thirty than I was when I turned twenty.
When I was turning twenty I was a broke college student, I’d just lost my job, I had a car I couldn’t afford to insure and therefore couldn’t drive, I was single and text-flirting with a guy who would later turn out to be an asshole. At thirty I have a full-time job, I’m engaged, I have a car that’s fully insured and I’m licensed to drive, and I just got mortgage approval. I guess you could say life begins today!
I actually did do something new today, I started researching for a story I’m hoping to write. I love writing notes and I wrote four and a half pages, my poor hand is killing me! But mostly I relaxed because I booked the day off work (which I’m getting paid for), so I’m off to a good start.
Thank you for your support these past thirty days and I hope you’ll stick with me in this new decade of my life. Roll on the thirties!