Well, it happened.
I turned 30.
Yep. The big 3-0.
To be honest, I never really worried about age in the past. I was a firm believer in the old adage “you’re only as old as you feel,” which, if that’s the case, I feel about 14-23 depending on what’s going on in my life at the time.
Except I’m not. I’m in my THIRTIES. When the girls I coach found out about my birthday and what age I was turning, I received a plethora of compliments “wow, you don’t look that old,” or “I only thought you were like 25, I didn’t think you were 30.” Hey, thanks ladies. It’s good to know that 30 IS considered old to middle and high school girls.
So instead of being all “woe is me, I’m turning 30,” I decided I was going to look on the bright side. Afterall, most of the adults I know have told me their thirties were some of the best years of their life. In your twenties you’re still trying to figure out who the heck you are and in your forties you’re coping with being “middle-aged,” so thirties are when most people I know really spread their wings and had some fun. (Without giving a damn what anyone thought about em’ might I add).
So in honor of me turning 30, I decided rather than creating a bucket list for all the things I wanted to do before I turned 30, I decided to make one for all the awesome things I’m going to do now that I AM 30. I’m in a much better place emotionally, financially and career-wise than I was in my twenties, so I can actually put things like “take the family to Europe” on my to-do list and be confident I’ll cross this off SOME time in the next decade.
Not everything on my bucket list is quite so advantageous. I’ve also got simple things like: try a new hobby, wear a bikini (and be confident about it) and enter a contest. Meanwhile, I’ve got a few more time-consuming things on there, like publish that kids’ book I’ve been working on forever and a day, take my family to Portland and renew our vows and a hoard of other things.
It’s not complete yet, but I’m excited to have a renewed outlook on things.
And it’s pretty hard not to be excited when my husband, family and best friend spent a good month planning a SURPRISE 30th birthday party for me. You should understand something about me: I’m the planner of everything. Somehow, despite the fact that I’m late everywhere and incredibly disorganized, I love making plans for birthdays, date nights, vacations, whatever.
Every now and then though (like on my 30th birthday), I like to whine because no one else will take the reigns and plan something. Well, this year, they got one over on me.
My best friend’s birthday is four days before mine, so we’ve been celebrating them together. We headed off for a girls spa day, shopping and then planned on picking up our husbands later for dinner. Well, when I walked in the door to get our husbands, I was greeted by my close friends and family. Even my in laws made the almost four-hour haul down to usher me into my thirties. We’re talking balloons, lanterns, glitter-crusted champagne bottles, signs, hats, sashes, the works. Not to mention pizza, seitan wings, fried pickles and vegan carrot cake from all our favorite establishments.
I was literally speechless (which is quite the accomplishment as well). And I literally had NO idea this was going on. AT ALL. In the past I’ve been known to ruin surprises, so this party will go down in history as the most amazing gift I’ve ever received.
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