I turned 39 yesterday. I remember getting ready to turn 30, and my older/wiser friends told me that the 30s is really where it’s at. You know more. You do more. The sex is better. Seriously. They were like, You will love the 30s!
Turning 30 for me was a baptism of sorts. My 20s had been really difficult and challenging. There was a lot of bad dating. Bad jobs. Bad friends. Family drama. Some death (not related to the aforementioned issues). Interestingly–and thankfully, there was no heavy drinking or drugs, but lots of counseling. It took me almost the entire decade to get my shit together in general. So, by my 30th birthday, I was freshly graduated from college and hunting for that forever job, and that seemed like the perfect time to start new. My long-term relationship was ending, and while being unemployed and single at 30 sounds like a rough way to begin a new decade, I decided that it was going to be a new start. I really, really needed a new start.
It was a very optimistic time for me. I had a lot of hope that things would quickly look up and that I would start making better decisions for my life.
And that’s how I entered my 30s. I found a job. And then an even better job not long after. I bought a new car. I moved into an amazing view apartment on the hill of a hip, busy neighborhood of Seattle, close to work and lived there for five years. I dated. I had so many fun adventures and enjoyed time with my friends. I really loved my life. And it only got better when I met my husband, got married, and had Maxine.
For me, one of the best parts of hitting these big milestones in the 30s is that I’ve had my fun. I’ve grown up. I know more. I have more life experiences. And those are things I take into marriage and being a mother. Besides that, I am WAY too tired to go drink with friends, or stay up late doing anything.
Now that I am officially in my last year of the 30s, I feel qualified to say that, yes – it’s true: The 30s are so fun. I will walk away from this decade feeling refreshed and blessed. I am ready to see what the 40s have waiting for me next year!