I’m 29 now. I’m not really nostalgic about my last year in this decade. I’m kind of looking forward to my thirties, actually. My twenties were, in many ways, a continual struggle. I read a book once called Quarter Life Crisis, which made a really good point about how the twenties are often the hardest years. There have been many things said and written about mid-life crisis, but it’s the twenties where people are trying to find their place in the world and figure everything out from career, finances, finding a mate, etc. Not much has been said and written about this quarter-life crisis.
I know one thing, in my thirties I’m not planning to move across the country three times, be intentionally unemployed with no idea what the next job will be, be uncertain about my man, and one thing I know for a fact … Kevin is NOT going back to school!
Speaking of Kevin, he decorated the house with streamers for my birthday after I had gone to bed the night before. Sweet! I woke up to a festive house and a little pile of presents. Then he took me to dinner and shopping. That, plus the fact that I got a free Starbucks coffee card at my MOPS meeting (they give out random prizes at every meeting and last week I got one!), totally made my day!
And, to top it all off, even the moon decided to eclipse, give us all a show, and make my birthday special. Wasn’t that so nice?