Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Hello, 28!


My birthday weekend and real birthday have come and gone and I am another year closer to the ripe age of 30.  I guess when you choose a book over the bar and a run over happy hour, it means you're growing up! I spent the weekend taking a morning spin class with friends and B, laying on the beach, reading, and eating delicious food.  Perhaps a better way to illustrate my weekend is to share what I didn't do: Cleaning, laundry, and dishes.  Brittany took care of all that so I could have a truly relaxing weekend. It really is incredible what a difference it makes to not have chores for a weekend.  We were supposed to go to Palm Springs and had to reschedule.  This was disappointing because we genuinely needed a getaway for our mental well-being.  Luckily, we got the mental break we needed right at home.  It's a good thing I live in sunny and beautiful San Diego (and I have an amazing girlfriend).


I came into work yesterday to find my office decked out with yoga pictures, balloons and streamers.  My boss so kindly transformed my office into a little yoga studio and gifted me with a Whole Foods card. And last night, Brittany coordinated a little dinner with about nine of us and we all enjoyed some Mexican food and caught up.  I felt loved and that means my birthday was perfect.

So here I am, 28 years old young and looking forward to the next year.  Every year brings new challenges, huge changes and always an opportunity for growth.  I am amazed when I look back at my birthday last year and how far I've come in 365 days.  Wow.  I was a hot mess if I do say so myself.  I am thrilled to have gotten my act together in time and I am actually looking forward to life in my thirties.  The things that excite me today (professional development, babies, and the idea of maybe some day buying a house) weren't even a consideration a year ago.  Time changes everything.



I am wholeheartedly embracing getting older.  While I am still young, I am not young enough to get away with certain things.  I'm too old to be careless with money, party like a wannabe rock star or waste time with people or things that don't serve me.  I don't feel like I've given up a darn thing in getting older.  I actually feel like I've gained the world just by settling down a bit.  I will always be silly and crazy because I was just born that way, but I'm making better life decisions these days.  I can't even tell you how thrilled I am to be at this point in my life. HALLELUJAH for growing up! Right, mom? ;)