It's a frightening number when put in perspective with the circle of life. Considering the life span of my grandparents, the age of 30 likely means I've already lived a third of my days.
If you compare life to seasons (and we're assuming I'll live to see 90), then I've already lived through the Spring of my life and I've got 14 years left until I hit Autumn.
Summertime happens to be the hottest, steamiest time of the year, so perhaps I am in for a real ride over this next decade. That actually coincides with what most biologists say in regards to a woman's sexual peak. In fact, this website says the 30 happens to be the magical age of orgasmic enlightenment.
I don't really know about that.
Some articles say a woman should have a laundry list of crazy experiences under her belt by the time she hits 30. Things like parachuting, threesomes, living in a foreign country, abseiling, bondage, motorcycling, shagging on your office desk, singing karaoke and lesbian sex.
I've got the karaoke singing down pat. The other stuff, not so much.
I don't even know what "abseiling" is.
Kiplinger has quite a different list of things to do before 30. Most of them either bore me or terrify me (or perhaps both). The traveling mention at the bottom is a big TO DO on my Life List of interests, so I'll stick with that and hopefully the others will fall in to place over time.
I was thinking about it a month ago, and I decided hitting 30 means that I'm old enough to know better, but young enough to do it anyway. I've survived the pain and heartbreak that goes along with growing into adulthood and I've firmly planted some fantastic (and sometimes totally outrageous) memories in my past.
And I intend to continue with that theme well into this next decade.
I had a near-nervous breakdown the night before my 20th. I freaked out because my 20s were all about officially leaving the next and striking out on my own. Graduating, getting a job, getting my own apartment. Car payments, being responsible for the costs associated with leaving the living room light on all night long. Dating. Like, big girl dating. None of that silly college party shots and making out dating. But real dating with real men on real dates.
I've gotten down most of that. This decade is all about fine tuning the rules of being Grown Up.
Now, I'm kind of freaking out because I'm sans home. Sans husband. Sans kids.
But I know full well all of those things will come in time.
Until then, I'm loving every minute of riding the wave that is life.
A couple links related to the milestone that is 30
Happy Birthday Kate!!!
My 3-0's in a little over a month. Still have to figure out what I'm doing.
J/GAC/S- Thanks so much for the well wishes!
One day in and 30 is going well... I'll see how the rest of things go.
One thing is for sure - this year is going to be damn fun :)
happy b-day baby. am i seeing things or does your blog have a nice new birthday look?
D- Yes, my blog got a brand spankin' new design for my birthday... I was feeling very "pink".
Thanks for the birthday wishes... so far 30 is so good!
I like the new look. It looks familiar... and I actually like the black better. Why didn't I think of that? ;-) Hope you're feeling snazzy today!
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