[title is an obvious reference to t.swift’s “22”]
31 has come and gone. you would think by now i’d be an older, wiser version of myself, but nope. with 32 came the same ol’, same ol’. for example, i spent my birthday getting too much sun and drinking too much tequila, and by the end of the night i had lost my entire makeup bag. yup…all $600+ of products, gone.
so, now, as i have done in the past with other losses, i’m trying to rebuild. this time it’s not as serious as say when i had my heart broken a few weeks after my 30th birthday, but still…same ol’, same ol’.
everything is a lesson right?
i’ve spent the past month doing a whole lot of adult-y type things – vacationing for the weekend in port a/rockport with my honey, my best friend & her bf, moving into a new home with my honey, buying necessities for said-home (who knew a person could get so excited over a new stainless steel step-can?), planning trips for my cousin’s bachelorette & wedding – it’s been a busy month, i guess. but i still don’t feel like an adult. i still called my dad when my tire went flat. i still call my mom when i feel under the weather. i still don’t want to clean up the kitchen after i destroy it making dinner.
is it our vanity that forces us to search for signs of “adulthood”? am i not making it in life because i let my dishes sit in the sink overnight (not all of them, just the ones i was too tired to wash after spending several hours standing in the kitchen)? why is that how we measure our worth?
i love that i’m still a little scatterbrained. it’s not fun having to repurchase all my favorite beauty products, but the backstory is a little hilarious. i don’t mind laughing at myself, i guess.
maybe that’s the wisdom i want to impart as i move (more slowly than usual) into 32 years of life. you gotta be willing to laugh at yourself sometimes, because life comes at you fast, and it’s not always pretty and it’s not always easy. it’s all about how you react…take it in stride. 🙂
happy hump day, y’all!