So… I recently turned 30. Yeah.
No biggie.
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…
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| At 20. |
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| 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?
I don’t know yet. I have 18 months to go, I am hoping 30 is waaaay better than 20. Fingers crossed.
I hope every year is better than the previous! I’ll keep my fingers crossed too.
I don’t think numbers mean that much. It’s not so much about what you were doing but how young you feel inside at any age.
At 20, I was tearing it up at uni. At 30 I was partying it up in Tokyo. Now I’m 40. I am far from the party hound I used to be but my sense of humour is still the same. My values are the same, if not even deeper. I know I’m a lot wiser. But ultimately, I’m still the same person I was at 20.
Happy (2)30th Birthday! 🙂
I like this thought. As long as you know who you are at any given point in time, the age doesn’t matter. Thanks, Grace!
And thanks for the birthday wishes.
I don’t worry about any age so am ok with being 40 now.. i would rather be 40 than 20 (i was at uni)as i see each decade that passes as bringing me so much in my life.
Gorgeous pictures of you guys!!
Thanks, Deb. It was weird to realise that even just ten years ago we didn’t even a digital camera! Had to take a snap of a snap for that one.
30s were excellent I reckon. My 20s were fun and without much responsibility – until I was 26 and baby #1 came along. Now I’m 41 with two small kids again, and I’m feeling old! Though this is countered by an increasing level of confidence and happiness, and decreasing concerns over what others think. So that’s a pretty good payoff.
Thanks – I’m looking forward to the decade ahead! And increasing confidence and happiness sound fabbo!
Apparently the 30’s are the new 20’s, and the 40’s are the new 30’s, and I would agree with that. I don’t think I’m anywhere near as ‘old’ as my mum was at the same age. Although, at 42, I don’t feel any different than I did at 22, I have to say. Sure my life has changed and my interests have also changed, but I prefer my life now to then. Even though life back then was much easier!
Tracey
xo
30s are the new 20s, 40s are the new 30s, and black is the new black. What did we do before these sayings?!
Mum and I were talking about that the other day – she had me at 26 and was told she was ‘old’ for a first-time mum. I had Ashleigh at 28 and was ‘young’. How times change!
I think my 20’s were slightly different to my 30’s – just less “responsibility” then, or maybe responsibility of a different kind? I still feel the same now as I did when I was 20… so there can’t be much difference (except a slower metabolism and a few/lot more wrinkles). And happy birthday for your 30th!
Thanks, Mandie! It was a lovely day. I’d have to agree for me, too – more wrinkles, a few grey hairs and permanent bags under the eyes.
Fantastic photos! This is my last year in my 30’s. I wonder if I’m going to start freaking out next year……
Thanks Sporty. No need to freak out – after all, 40 is the new 30, which is the new 20. So just rewind it all the way back! x
such sweet pics.
I am way past 40 even and life is still good.
Happy WW.
Thanks for your comment and linking up.
Thanks Trish. I’m anticipating more of the goodness for a long time to come! Age schmage.
I had a baby at 20 so what would I know? 🙂
You’d know plenty!
I am 26 in my head, I was probably 26 when I was 17 and I hope to be 26 when I am 47. I am almost 10 years older than this, but still identify as a 26 year old. I am shocked that I have wrinkles and grey hairs and cellulite – I mean, what 26 year old has all that hey! 🙂
Nice. 26 is a good age to be – and remain!
Gosh! At 20 I was mum to a toddler and a newborn. At 30 I was mum to a child in his first year of high school and one in his last year of primary school. At 41 I’m mum to a 23 and a 21 year old. I reckon 40 is the new 30, but with greater wisdom and maturity. Hopefully!
Sounds good to me, Lisa. Bring on the wisdom and maturity – it’s got to hit me sometime, right?
I’ll always be 23 in my head, but my body is certainly a very-post-baby 33! I think it’s just a number but I do so love the passage of time and the wisdom I feel now compared to my lovely 20 year old self. My poor 20 year old self was so lacking in self-esteem and direction, but then again, she was far braver than I am now… Guess all ages and stages have their benefits!
Too true. I think I’m more confident these days – but without that invincibility of youth. Contradictory? Maybe. x
Seems like [insert age here] is the new [insert age here]. Choose your own adventure – or create your own headline?! Thanks for the comments, everyone.