The annual birthday post is upon me once against. This year it feels strangely final as I am on the precipice of the last year of my 20s. Almost 30. 29. When did that happen? For a long time I felt like I was 21, but recently I was at a media dinner sitting across from some 21-year-olds and I realized how not 21 I was. They were worried about an upcoming weekend trip, sorority rush and were upset about not going to a music festival the week before. I was just waiting for the media dinner to finish so I could be at home in my sweats. Some experiences bring your age into sharp focus.
So, as I say goodbye to 28, here are some of the highlights, because if you don’t write them down did they even happen?
I have lucky to travel quite a bit this year. Some with Michael. Some for work. Some with friends. One of my favorite memories is when we splurged on tickets (right after buying a house) to go and see the Cursed Child in NYC. We got the tickets and two weeks later we (rather foolishly after putting many things on our credit card) were in NYC! We also go tickets to see Mean Girls on Broadway, which if you know me, was a total dream come true. We ate a lot of cookies and parked our rental car in a garage for $25 (I honestly thought it would be more). One of these days I want to be in NYC for longer than a couple days and spend it seeing at a minimum, at least one musical a day. Two if it is Wednesday or Sunday. Because if I am in NYC and not seeing a musical a day what is even the point?
This year my band booked some gigs. We got paid to play and that’s really all any musician can ask for. We wrote a bunch of songs and maybe in year 29 they will become an EP.
My job has changed a bit. In my short time at my new agency I have worked on five different brands under three different bosses which kind of feels like I have has three different jobs in the last year while I’ve still been with the same company. I still hate clocking in by 8:29:59 and my commute is about 45 minutes. But I got a new car and that makes it a little more bearable. Seat warmers are nice.
We bought a house. At the top of our budget. That needed to be completely gutted. After living in a house for about 8 months with no floor I can’t say it’s one of the best decisions we have ever made. We are hopeful once we get through everything it will have been worth it, but right in the middle, I am ready to say “LETS GIVE UP AND SELL THE DAMN THING”. But when we were shopping for houses nothing anything else picks is good enough, so what is a girl to do besides gut and design her own? If we were to sell it I would want to build a duplex and live on one side and rent out the other. It would be the sensible thing to do.
Things I love: Michael. Bai Bubbles – Lambari Watermelon. Overcoats. The Great British Bake Off. Everlane. Penny & Dime.
Things I hate: Sitting down all day. People who back into parking spaces when people are waiting.
Most frequent question: “When you having kids?”
Normal Day: Wake up around 7:00, get to work before 8:30am work, eat, work, home, dinner, tv, read, bed. Everyday
Shoes: Boots I found for $15 from target a few years back.
Fave Outfit: Leggings with an oversized mens t-shirt.
Travel: Marfa, TX. Austin, TX. Houston, TX. Boise, ID. Seattle, WA. Buenos Aires, Argentina. Los Angeles, CA. Portugal. Madrid, Spain. New York, New York.
Oh and I am pregnant. So there’s that. So looks like 29 is about to be a real doozy.