Completed: Tuesday 16th January 2018
I’ve made it to thirty…both in challenges and years old!
First thing is first. From my #mims30by30 list I technically did 29.5 out of 30, and in maths 0.5 gets rounded to 1 so I did it! You may have read my blog from yesterday which explains the ‘read six books’ situation. Basically, I didn’t, (I read two out of six books, so started the challenge but didn’t finish it completely) but the world won’t end because of it so it’s okay.
For some people it’s just another birthday, but there’s something in turning 3-0 that is more than that for me. I had a text Sunday evening asking ‘how are you spending tomorrow, the last day of being 29?’* and to be honest, I hadn’t really thought of it as leaving something behind, more just moving into something new – my thirties! This feels both scary (and old) and freeing. In fact, it’s only really been since the excitement and busyness of Christmas and New Year has died down that I’ve really thought properly about my age. One friend said, ‘but you’ve been doing thirty things all year to get ready for it!’ – this is certainly true, but in doing the challenges I suppose I was building up to my birthday without thinking about the actual day!
It’s both scary and freeing because it’s a milestone, a marker, a place to look back from at what I’ve done and where I’ve been, as well as look forward from and think about what I still want to do. When I turned twenty I was mid uni days; my student life still had a while left so that change in decade didn’t seem to have the same impact. Now I’m in to proper ‘adulting’ (well, at least I think I am), and this is a good time to reflect as well as dream. Oh goodness, now I sound old – or it’s the effect of NunLife on me. I look around at my peers and see we all have different priorities now to what we did ten years ago. Some are married, some have kids, some are living the other side of the world to their families, some are flying up the career ladder, some are doing up houses. If I’m honest, I’m not doing any of those right now, but I do love where I live, love my job, love my church and love my social life; I love a life of adventure and that’s what it feels like right now. I kinda get the feeling I’ll enjoy the thirties club.
I am just grateful that I’m only three decades old not three centuries old as someone described me as!
*In case you were wondering (I know you were), I spent Monday morning eating an epic chocolate bombe cake with our staff team. In the afternoon I headed up to London and had a brilliant evening of NunLife and ate delicious apple and almond birthday cake there.
And I made it through my first day of my thirties by eating a rainbow cake at work made by my housemate, having Pizza Express with family and friends in the evening (joined by a dino-straw ‘to keep you young’!), then sharing another cake at a meeting in the evening. I now have birthday cake shaped biscuit to add to the collection. Anyone would think I like cake?!
A colleague did ask if I was going to try and have 30 cakes for my birthday…challenge is on! 5 down, 25 to go – any offers?!