So I have officially entered my birthday week, and I am really planning to celebrate for the entire week! Well, much of it, anyway. Work already surprised me on Friday with champagne and a gift certificate for shoes (they know me soooo well!). Next, I am going out here on the actual day with a few close friends who won't be in town this weekend when I celebrate with a big party here. The icing on the cake is that my sister will be in town for a business trip, so she'll be able to come along for both (we hope) and dinner for the two of us here to boot!
I know some people don't necessarily look forward to turning 30, but I can't wait. I've never had much of a hang up about getting older to begin with, but after what my late 20's have put me through, I am raring to get out of this volatile decade, thank you very much. I've been excited about turning 30 since I hit 28, and this last year has only made me want to vacate this decade even more and start a whole new one. Although some good things have surely come out of my 20's (living in London, Prague and New York and traveling tons), the last ten years have also borne total heartbreak, family woes, including the loss of two beloved grandparents, and of course, the loss of my formerly pristine health. After all of that, reaching 30 feels like a goddamn accomplishment! Besides, most people I know in their 30's tell me that the 30's are way better than the 20's.