Guess what today is..
It’s official. Today I’m the big 2-6.
I can say with the utmost of certainty that I’m sad to see 25 go. It was a relatively easy year, and a lot of good came out of it.
- I started my blog
- Kh and I have made the “no turning back now, you get to do the dishes cause I hate them” decision to move in together
- I got accepted into art school
- I made a great decision career wise that’s really helping me to have flexibility with my schedule
- I started volunteering at a museum
Word of this post? Started! I think “started” is a good word to sum up this past year.
Now, as far as 26 is concerned? I want to have a slight panic attack when I think of the changing of the numbers. Some years just simply hold a strange unsettling feeling to them. 26 is 4 years away from 30, and I’m not even ready to cross that bridge just yet.
Happy Birthday to meee! Give me cake.