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Monday, May 2, 2016

i am thirty {sigh}.

i was terribly sad about turning 30.
terribly.
i have been stressed about turning 30 since i turned 29!
my sadness has been kinda confusing because sometimes i think..

THIRTY IS OLD!
and i don't want to be old.
i don't feel like i have accomplished many of the goals i pictured myself achieving by now.

but at the same time i think..

THIRTY ISN'T THAT OLD!
but i feel like i have already managed to lose who i am.
i dread questions like, "so, what do you like to do for fun?"
ummm.. well.. i..
i feel like i have nothing i am passionate about anymore!

so confusing, right?

unfortunately, no matter how much i didn't want to turn 30, it has happened.
birthdays are rude that way - they show up even when no one wants them to.

over the past few months, i have set all sorts of goals to help resolve some of my worries about growing up.
matt thinks i am silly for using birthdays or new years as a time to reflect and set goals.
(he just never thinks any time is a good time to reflect or set goals! dork.)
but that's my thing.

i won't share all my goal details, since a lot of them are personal, but i will share one that totally isn't personal!

"hi, my name is pam. and I am addicted to diet coke."

i have been wanting to give up diet coke for some time now.
i have gotten myself into a really unhealthy relationship with diet coke. it's sad, but true!
so i mentally prepared in the months leading up to my birthday that i would give up it up.
and i am proud to say that i haven't even had 1 sip of any soda since turning 30.
day 2 was the worst. i had a raging headache (as do most addicts when ridding themselves of a substance!) but it isn't even that hard anymore. and i am excited to be done with it.
the best outcome of this choice so far has been the amount of water i now drink. i swear it is 10 times what it used to be.
and i have heard that water is good for me.

anyways.. we celebrated my birthday a couple days early because my parents were in town.
i got a couple nice gifts, the boys decorated a cake for me, and matt and i got to go on a couple dates.
so, i suppose, turning 30 wasn't allll bad!
(although i should probably start mentally preparing NOW for when i turn 40 in 10 years, because i anticipate that one being even more devastating!)





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