Tomorrow’s my 28th birthday. 27 was a blur for me, probably because I’m getting older and my concept of time has changed.
Here are some things I did (that I can remember) at 27:
- Got married.
- Went to Chicago.
- Met some of my radio heroes.
- Paid off a student loan.
- Ran more than five miles for the first time.
- Finally got the post-wedding chop – a bob – and I should’ve done it sooner.
- Number of DIY/home improvement projects – 7
- Number of rooms painted – 3
- Number of times I was on NPR’s newscast – 7
- Hosted a statewide newscast for the first time.
- Joined a group of young married couples at church.
- Discovered the wonder of Cole Haan shoes.
Here are some things I learned:
- As I get older, my getting-ready routine is much more lax. I rarely blow-dry/straighten my hair, my makeup routine is down to a science, and I’m forever on the hunt for skirts & dresses with pockets.
- I’m also realizing how much I loved skirts and dresses. And athleisure. Thank God for athleisure.
- Getting married is a game-changer in so many ways! I’ll elaborate more when our anniversary rolls around next month.
- Petite sizing is a god-send. So is a well-fitting bra.
- Meal prep is a life-saver.
- Stop comparing where you are in life to others. Everyone hits those life stages at different points.
- Also, stop comparing yourself financially to others.
- If you want to do something, just do it. Most of the roadblocks are in your head.
- Start taking vitamins.
- Sleep is still good.
- Get rid of junk you don’t use. Physical clutter is just a manifestation of the clutter in your life.
- I still look like a 19-year-old.
What’s next:
I’m kind of excited to turn 28 because I really like even numbers. At the same time, it’s strange because I’m hitting that peak of my late-twenties. I remember at 25, I felt so much angst and I was definitely in that “quarter-life crisis” mode. Now, not so much. I’ve ticked up some boxes in my career and personal life. Naturally I have more goals I want to achieve, but I’m much more relaxed about it.
When I was a kid, I imagined I would look and be so accomplished as an adult. My mental image of “Adult Me” was a picture out of a J.Crew catalog – I’d be tall, well-dressed, and look so profesh. The reality – I’m still short, I have less expensive clothes, and I still get carded. But I’m happy, mental illness nonwithstanding.
I took two extra days off of work not only to extend my birthday weekend, but to get a break too, because I haven’t taken time off since the new year. And besides:
It’s still Gemini season ok pic.twitter.com/Zp79KxEG0A
— Astro Poets (@poetastrologers) June 9, 2017
Damn straight.