Ready. Set. Go….
I will start this month off at the age of 29 and end it at the age of 30. The same is true for at least 6 of my grade school friends. I'm surrounded by April babies!
I am on track to acquire a pretty hefty birthday present in the form of real-estate debt…and I am totally okay with that. Aside from this debt, I am pretty much debt free (with the exception of student loans, cause screw you higher education and your ridiculous tuition). If all goes well, the hubs and I will have our keys on April 30th. I opted for the real-estate over the vacation/birthday celebration that I have always dreamed of. Oh how I long for a beach, a beach chair and taking on the only responsibility necessary...rolling over for an even sun tan and the occasional need to eat. Fortunately, that’s still in the works, just checking other things off the list. Oh and I will be spending a few nights at a cabin in Idaho Springs! If I can’t have a beach, then I’ll take some mountains, lakes and total isolation from the world of internets and electronics.
Speaking of an astronomical amount of debt, I have gone completely crazy on Pinterest! Not sure where the correlation is…maybe that I have spent an insane amount of money recreating the rooms and images on Pinterest. Not physically, but mentally. Yes. Mentally I have spent an insane amount of money. Pinterest is soo good at that!
Turning 30 has always been an interesting concept. On one end, some people freak out and think about all of the things they wanted to accomplish by this age. Others relish in the life that they have and plan for an even better future. But then there are others who are somewhere in the middle. That middle is where I fall. I am grateful for my home, my career, my education, the life experiences and choices that have shaped me, yet...I often wonder if I should have done more. Then I think, what exactly is that "more?" Travel? Sure, but is anyone ever really satisfied with the amount of travel that they have completed? Most people say they wish they could travel more, so...I just don't feel that there is ever a point of satisfaction in this area. A child...meh. I've actually never wanted to be mother before 30, so I'm pretty steady here as well. But I will tell you one thing...WOMEN, can we talk about the bodily changes that are occurring around this age? I MEAN, WHAT THE FRICK!! Why are we being silent about this???? It is not OK and I am not talking about grey hair. I WILL be discussing this once I confirm that more than 2 other people are experiencing the same issues.
HOLD UP! Can I have a moment, please? I am going to be 30 in like 20 days…maybe less…I’m not sure...I can’t count any more. You do the math…Twenty-Eight minus today…that should be about right. If not, I’m not even tripping. Do people even say “tripping” anymore? Seriously, though…30! I look good. I feel good. I am important. Isn’t that what Aibi told me? At any rate, welcome, 30…I’ve been waiting.
April is chock full of National (fill in the blank) days. One of which is National Siblings day. This day seems so interesting to me. On one end you have the “I love my brother(s)/sister(s)," and on the other end are the “I’m so ready for this siblings day to be over…Only Children syndrome since birth.” I consider myself to be fortunate to have experienced both ends of this Sibling/only child life. My brother (though technically he is my “half-brother,”) has always been such a huge part of my life despite the fact that we grew up in different homes in different states. I was blessed enough to experience the “luxuries” of being an only child, but fortunate enough to know what it is to have the love, support and that “Ride or Die” partner that comes with the never failing bound of sibling-ship Then there are others who have nestled themselves into my life. Friendships and relationships that have more strength, trust, and love than I could have ever imagined or hoped for. We may not share the same parents, or DNA, but I’ve chosen to love them as though we do. Lastly, I have my lovely sisters by marriage. My husband’s sisters are fabulous and I am grateful for them.
While we are on the subject of National Fill in the Blank Day, why aren’t people celebrating National Don’t Go to Work Unless it’s Fun Day? April 3 if you were wondering. That seems promising and so do these…
National Peanut Butter and Jelly Day (April 2) – Um, yum!
National Scrabble Day (April 13) – oxyphenbutazone For the Win!! ( I have never been able to play this word, but it is on my radar during every scrabble game).
International Moment of Laughter Day (April 14) – Clearly we all need this in our life!
Blah, Blah, Blah Day (April 17) – Not sure what to make of this...
National Jelly Bean Day (April 22), National Zucchini Bread Day (April 23), National Pig in a Blanket Day (April 24), National Prime Rib Day (April 27) – WHY AREN’T THESE BEING TALKED ABOUT, AND PUT INTO ACTION!!
And my personal favorite – National Kiss Your Mate Day (April 28) – It’s my birthday, and I want all the kisses!!
The Walking Dead ended this month, but HELLO GAME OF THRONES! Is Scandal still a thing? No really…is it?
AND MORTAL KOMBAT comes out on Xbox One! I am so ready to get my Fatalities and Animalities on!
I‘ve decided that Bacon Jam Burgers are AMAZING! That should be a National Holiday.
How random is this post? Yea, this was pretty much a 10 minute conversation that I had with myself.
And for the record, I just ate Cuba. I mean, I ate a chocolate from the coco beans in Cuba. No traces of Cocaine were found (though I wouldn’t know). Please, no one put a hit out on me. I’d be missed.
Thanks Ryan and Tish!
I miss writing/typing just to write/type. I have lots
to say and sometimes my husband doesn’t care that I’ve changed my mind (for the
thousandth time) about the color scheme of our living room or that I’ve decided
to do a detailed inventory list of every item in our home that is worth more
than $20.00 (true story). Maybe I’ll be motivated enough to put it on my blog
instead of filling FB with my words. I want to have a cool little journal of
the Crazy person living inside my head. She seems nice enough, and we get along
well, so…
No comments:
Post a Comment