THIRTY IS NOT THE NEW TWENTY

THIRTY IS NOT THE NEW TWENTY

I have been the dreaded dirty- thirty for almost a whole year now and can honestly say thirty is not the new twenty.  It is way better. 

When I look back at my twenty year old self flailing around town without a care in the world, while simultaneouslycomplaining about how hard my life was, I laugh. 

Really, the hardest part of being twenty was choosing that perfect pair of high-heels to go with my oh-so-fabulous outfit on Friday night. 

And Friday nights, well they meant so much more.  Friday nights preordained having a couple drinks with a few friends… as in about six to twelve drinks with twenty of your closest friends.

And don’t forget pre-drinking.   How is that even a thing?

Pre-drinking is now my idea of an entire night’s plan.  A couple (as in actually two) friends come over, we sit around gabbing with a glass (or sometimes bottle) of wine, then 9 o’clock hits and that’s it.  Night is a success.

Can we also take a moment to question how my twenty year old self didn’t like wine? Who was I?  

As thirty began to slowly creep up and I landed in my late twenties, I did start to learn a thing or two. 

Although I was still trying to keep up with my twenty year old self, cramming my feet into heels and attempting to muster friends up on weekends, I did find out wine was absolutely delicious. 

I also determined that eating potato chips for a meal and drinking two nights in a row were no longer an option.  But of course, I kept doing it.  I wasn’t quite wise yet. 

At thirty, I know better. 

I now actually care about the food I use to fuel my body.  I take a multi-vitamin, eat fiber rich foods and watch my sodium intake.  I also comfortably live life in flats, high-heels are only for the most special of occasions.

I mean yeah, I may feel like I am drowning in a sea of debt but who isn’t at this age? It is inevitable to have a mortgage if you want to own a house these days and I am pretty sure it just means that you are legitimately an adult.  

I have real conversations, with a handful of real friends and we do sweet things like go to vintage markets and enjoy a 5’oclock dinner.  Because we really just want to be back at home with sweats on, hair up and make-up off.   

In my younger years I had countless expectations and dreams of how my life would look like when hitting the big 3-0.  When it finally arrived, I realized all that didn’t matter. 

I learned to just simply love life , live in the now and not always be focusing on ‘what’s next’. 

Of course, I do believe goals are important, but if you are always worrying about that next big step, where you should be in life and how you are ever going to get there, you tend to lose sight of what you have already accomplished. 

I have also learned that being a little selfish is okay. 

I am not saying be a completely greedy a-hole that eats all the cake at a kid’s birthday party or pulls a George Costanza during a fire, but to simply just put yourself first sometimes. 

When you take care of yourself FIRST you become a healthier version of yourself, in-turn making you a happier person to be around…which may actually just be completely selfless of you. 

Thirty is kind of awesome… and dare I say, I am even a little excited to see what my forties have in store.

-Michelle

xo

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