I confess that I am dreading my birthday next weekend (August 2nd). I will be 31 and that isn't too bad (I almost cried writing that), but I feel like I am so far behind where I thought I would be. The 21 year old me thought by the time I was 26, I would be married. Nope. I did not get married until I turned 30 (I was 30 for 15 days). I thought I would have my first child at 28 and second at 30. Negative on both of those. I thought I would have traveled all over Europe before having children. I have only been to England, and I am dying to travel Europe (big time travel bug here).
But then I think of all the amazing things I do have in my life at almost 31 (living up the "I am 30" until the last second). We have a home that we are buying. We have the best dog in the WORLD, Walter. We are married. We have great jobs (even if I complain about my job ALL THE TIME). We have amazing friends and family. We are healthy. We travel often (around two amazing vacations a year plus smaller ones here and there). We are fortunate enough to be able to try for children. And I think we are at a very stable place in life right now. So life is pretty good right now.
I confess I bought a
I confess that I still have some writers block going on. I need some new ideas for my blog. New things to write about, experience and so forth.
That's about all the confessions I can manage for now. I think I need a bigger cup of coffee and to step away from my computer before I buy the internet up.
I could make that same confession every day of every week. Turns out I'm a blogaholic AND a shopaholic too ;-)
ReplyDeleteFellow 31 year old here who knows how you feel! I thought I'd be done having kids by 30 but nowhere near close to having one. Oh well! We had a lot more cool experiences then we might have had our "plans" worked out.
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