Last week I reached a big milestone and clicked over to the “30 years and older” category. I’d been approaching the date with a deeply embedded sense of dread. All my life tv and the general media seemed to view hitting 30 as a time to mourn. This is the end of your youth. This is the end of your viability as a romantic prospect. This is the end of being cool, adventurous and exciting. That episode of friends where each person turns 30? MISERABLE!
During the past year there were a lot of times that thinking about my birthday led me to looking back and analyzing my life. Making internal lists of all the ways I considered myself a disappointment. Thinking of all those markers usually considered signs of success and chastising myself for falling short. Where is my career? Where is my long term relationship? Where are my savings? Where is my fitness and hawt body?
Here’s the thing, although I do feel like I have a long way to go, I am pretty happy with my life. I just adore my friends, they are wonderful and fascinating people. My family get along well despite some eccentricity. My job doesn’t give me enough hours to survive on but the work is good and strangely satisfying at times. I feel like I have my mental health under control and my general health is improving. I have longer term plans that I’m slowly working towards and I’m really happy and excited about that. I could get annoyed about the things I didn’t accomplish in the time I’ve had but really, I’m a generally happy person and I’ve still done a lot of amazing things, so why bother?
I had two events for my birthday, a small crafternoon gathering the weekend before with a couple of friends and a big noisy dinner with a whole lot more. Before both of those however, I was suprised with a ticket to see my favourite band, The Mountain Goats. They played a fantastic set and Devo and I got a great spot only one or two people back from the stage. I think my highlight was when they played Autoclave.
The crafternoon was wonderful, we painted bobbleheads and learnt some origami. I was going to do a polymer clay demo but I got too involved in painting, talking, eating lollies and drinking cider.
My actual birthday was the Wednesday, I had a relaxing day which included visiting my Grandma and then headed into e city for a few drinks before dinner. I wore my amazing color splash titles from We Love Colors and a dress and a vest from Modcloth. I was sufficiently brightly colored to get weird looks on the train. YAY!
The dinner was at a little restaurant built in an old cellar. I highly recommend them if you are in or around Brisbane, they do the most fantastic risottos. Halfway through the dinner I was surprised with the most amazing and humbling gift. After opening a few deceptively sized boxes I saw something that i had some trouble comprehending. They had pooled their money and bought me a brand new iPad. Something I never ever thought I would be able to own. The next morning i woke up, saw the box and immediately burst into tears, the generosity is so overwhelming. I’ve barely put it down since, I’m even writing this post on it!
I am so very lucky to have such wonderful friends and to have had such a fantastic birthday.