So… I recently turned 30. Yeah.
And it’s really not. I see some people worried about turning 30 before they’ve conquered the corporate world/found their life partner/travelled the universe/discovered a cure for cancer/all of the above.
Doesn’t bother me. It’s just a number.
Besides, 30 is apparently the new 20. And no-one ever worries about turning 20.
So, is 30 the new 20? A friend of mine tried to answer this for me. “Do you go out partying all the time? Get drunk? Score randoms? Leave assignments until the last minute and settle for a ‘Pass’?”
No, I don’t. So I guess 30 isn’t my new 20.
But back up a minute. Did I do those things when I was 20? At 20, I was living with my boyfriend (now husband). We were saving for a house. We both worked on the weekends (and for me, Friday night as well). We didn’t go out drinking all the time.
Not that big a change, after all. We’re married now. We’ve bought the house (and are renovating… and renovating… and renovating) and invested in another. We both work (and my almost-two-year-old boss is on my case 24/7!). And we don’t go out drinking all the time.
Perhaps 30 is my new 20. As were 29, 28, 27…
|At 30. Same same?|
Perhaps I’m just who I am. Perhaps we’re all just who we are, and the numbers don’t mean a thing.
Can you answer this one for me? Is 30 the new 20? What were you doing at 20?