I'm a Big Girl now.
Great change has been afoot for a while. Scooting out of the parental nest a few months ago. Meeting a delightful fella. Buying big ticket furniture from retail chains.
Getting a permanent job!!!
With my 30th birthday around the very next bend, the navel gazing has been more frequent. Usually I am not one to be overthinking my plot in life. I tend to be too busy living the life and making the Big Decisions on the fly to be wading through What It All Means, High Fidelity style.
I'm not frightened of turning 30. I could have been. If I was still living with the folks, if I was still a temporary employee, if I was still parked on that really uncomfortable school-owned sofa that gave me a bad back when I just looked at it.
30 looks like it is going to be bringing me some more validity, some more good times, some more direction and some more purpose. And I think I like it.
