And as much as I don't feel that old, while reflecting back I suppose I deserve to be 30.
In the last 10 years, I have:
Married.
Bought our first house.
Graduated college.
Worked as a graphic designer.
Had first child.
Husband graduated college.
Moved to Milwaukee and bought a house.
Still worked as a designer
Had second child.
Picked up woodworking
Moved to Arizona and bought a house.
Had third child.
Still working as a full-time wife/mother, part-time designer and part-time carpenter/handyman.
Clearly, I've had a busy decade! So 30 arrived and I accepted it in all it's glory! I always envisioned a fun themed party or a trip to six flags to bring in the new decade. But I'm the party planner, not my husband, and it's totally awkward to plan your own party - so instead we celebrated with family over cake and ice cream.
I have a feeling my 30's are going to be good to me!
