Looking Ahead

I really thought the lead-up to my 30th birthday (13 days and counting...) would be filled with breathless anticipation, thrilling secrets and oh, I don't know... something really special.

You see, I'm really looking forward to turning 30. I mean, really. I feel like it's a big turning point for me. A nice transition from my chaotic 20's into a more secure, stable decade. It's going to be a good 10 years, I'm determined.

So it would stand to reason that the days leading up to my birthday would at least whisper at the promise of the longed-for decade, right?

Oh, so very wrong. These past few days have been as chaotic and confusing as my previous decade. I've been in a haze-- brought on by a nasty cold and and circumstances that revived those old demons of mine, self-doubt and anxiety.

But that all ends now. It's almost my birthday. And I'm almost 30. Which means, officially, that I'm almost a badass. It's true.

So in the next couple of weeks, I will:

1. Finally pluck my eyebrows (been putting this off for way too long)
2. Get my 30th birthday tattoo (No, Mom, sadly, I'm not kidding)
3. Have a FABULOUS birthday party (are you coming?)
4. Do something about my blonde roots coming in (I've got a box of Nice 'N Easy ready to go)
5. Continue doing the job that I love and am good at, ignoring all bullshit
6. Celebrate our new president's inauguration
7. Open this %$@#& show
8. Turn 30 surrounded by people I love!

I hope to have just as awesome of a birthday party as my one of my favorite gals of all time, Amanda McK, who recently celebrated a big milestone herself: 25!

So here's to good friends, cheap beer and a decade filled with promise. I'll see you there.