I’m just 21 with 16 years experience!
Okay, so I’m not entirely done with my thirty’s yet, but I’m not far off (shit!). I’ve definitely learned a thing or two this past decade. I think it would be rude of me not to share some of the most valuable life lessons I have learned so far.
I remember my mum telling me; people start to take you more seriously once you hit thirty and you will feel like your opinions become valid. People begin to see you as an “adult.”
I must have spent the first half of the years after my thirtieth birthday waiting for this to happen. In my personal experience, it was more like 36! That could just be because I’m not entirely sure that I am a proper grown up, yet!
However, It’s a funny thing, and I’m not sure when it happened but once I hit my mid-thirties things did start to change a little.
Small children will ask you what it’s like to run from a T-rex.
Everything aches and you won’t be able to get up from a sitting position without making some kind of weird noise.
The realisation that it REALLY is, all downhill from here, starts to set in. One moment you’re blissfully oblivious to everything old age-related then boom, like hitting a wall you see it.
BILLS, BILLS, BILLS. You will actually have to budget and spend your money on stuff other than beer and fancy new clothes.
You appreciate lists. Even though writing a list means you have to write a list to remember your list and write a list to remember your list and….!
Seriously, you get ugly! At some point, you will notice the facial lines. One day you will look in the mirror only to realise you aren’t frowning.
The grey hairs (all of them!) Hair dye will serve a purpose and not a fashion statement.
Your underarm skin will jiggle. However, you won’t be able to help but laugh at yourself wafting your arms back and forth in front of the mirror. If you’re over thirty-five, give it a go so much fuu…. *sob
Finally, and possibly the worst thing of all, you start to lose your marbles. Things disappear randomly; you definitely left your glasses case in the glove box, right?. Younger people will get fed up with hearing repeat yourself fifty times.
Younger people will get fed up with hearing you repeat yourself fifty times. (!)
It sounds like a fun time doesn’t it? yeay!
Being in your thirties isn’t so bad really. The thing is, you’re still young enough not to be old and old enough not to be young.
Life seems to somehow magically even out and you start to look forward. The future no longer seems as bleak as it once did and you realise you are in control of your own destiny, nobody else just you.
You become brave and finally take ownership of your life. Enjoy it!