30. As of this morning I only have five days left of my 20's and I'm still in disbelief that it has to come to an end. I know age is only a number and all that jazz...and I'm more than happy to try to grab 30 by the balls and live it for all it's worth, but seriously? 30?
I guess it's less about getting older and more about what I want to do with my life. By the end of this next decade I'll have a 20-year-old son, can we talk about freaky? Hopefully, God-willing, I'll have another child close to half his age too. There are so many other things I want to accomplish, such as education...I'd love to have at least one of the degrees I ultimately want before I turn forty and there's a lot of work ahead of my before that piece of paper comes into my life.
I made this layout yesterday morning about what has happened in my twenties...next week I'm going make one about what I want out my thirties...since ready or not...here it comes...
