The last week of my 20s

Thursday, October 08, 2015



Hey, did you know that this is the last official week of my 20s? Is that not the most depressing thought?

Whenever I mention that I'm on the cusp of turning 30, I get two reactions:

"Sucks for you, Grandma!" says everyone who's younger than me.

"OMG! Your 30s are amazing!" says everyone who's older than me.

But you know what? I think that's just something nice people in their 30s have say ... to make themselves feel better about the fact that they're in their 30s, too. Because whatever decade you're currently in has to the best, right?

"OMG.YOUR 30S ARE THE ABSOLUTE BEST!" they say enthusiastically through strained smiles. "YOU DEFINITELY DON'T STARE AT THE CEILING EVERY NIGHT WONDERING IF YOU CAN PINPOINT THE EXACT MOMENT WHEN YOUR DREAMS DIED. NO WAY!"

^^Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration.

A friend and I recently had a conversation about this whole business of getting older. She's a few years older than me and said that everyone told her that turning 30 would somehow flip a magical switch for adulthood. Well, she's now nearing her mid 30s and is still waiting for that switch.

I have a mortgage and I don't get an allowance, so I guess I'm an adult?

Honestly, 30 isn't the end of the world. I know that. Everyone knows that. It just feels like it is. Your 30s just come with a certain stigma that you should have your sh*t together and start making your bed every morning. And people start feeling more emboldened to quiz you on your child-baring plans because "you don't have much time left", like my uterus is going to turn back into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight.

You're also a lot less cute in your 30s. Saying you had ice cream for dinner is adorable and endearing in your 20s, but in your 30s? It's like, "Diabetes is a real thing, Courtney."

I told Clayton that I want to make the most of this week and leave my 20s with a bang. But I hate going to bars, I hate staying up late, and I don't have any money to do anything. So ... going to work and then going to bed at a reasonable hour it is! PAR-TAY!

I sound like I'm 29 going on 72.

And Joey doesn't seem to care that this is a very big week for me.

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  1. Courtney, I read your blog and I preciate your strug. I am also begining to feel this way, and I'm only 23 (thought I keep rounding up to 24). Its really cool that you eat IC for dinner. Drink some coffee and go take a shot for me! Xoxo. -erin

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