I’m turning 31…and I still don’t belong at the adult table.

I am turning thirty-one in a few days….what the actual f*#k!!!!  I only just started using eye cream a few months ago, and I haven’t had enough time to prepare for being thirty something!  It’s too real and I can’t even.  Actually, I HATE when people say that, but it’s so of the time that when I read this when I’m 80 (god willing) I’m hoping that my sassy older self will chuckle and reminisce on a time of youth and less wrinkles.

So….I started some blog posts about one year ago, upon turning 30 and feeling fabulous/smug about my new found wisdom, and after only a few posts I stopped.  It wasn’t just my newfound smugness that compelled me to journal my thoughts/opinions, I also felt it would provide psychological relief for me during a time that I felt was a struggle.  And even though I only posted a few times, I did feel it was a cathartic release in the moment.  So 2017 is here and I’m committed to keeping this blog as a journal, if for nothing else!  I’m going to post my previous entries, because they still reflect where I am in my life, and also because they were so genuine and kind of funny.  So… here goes!!

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