i've always heard of the expression, the big 3-0. apparently, its a milestone of some sort that you should have accomplished by the time you reach this age.
its a catalyst or change of some sort. like you're supposed to be all mature, have made the right decisions, and is well on your way to getting all your ducks in a row.
the usual - financially stable, fulfilling career and up for promotion, married with kid/s, loving husband in a power position, adorable daughter/son who's oh-so-smart and talented, fabulously famous friends, busy social calendar, the works.
really?! i mean, who, without a moment's hesitation, can claim 'yes, i have it all together. i have an amazing life and i can't ask for more'?
certainly not me. heck, i don't even 'own' anything. if i die and i have to leave a will, uhm, lets just say i'd be hard-pressed to come up with a list of 'valuables' to give away.
i may not own anything, further, no notion of owning anything, or even saving up to own something, i may have veered off road a couple of years back (and hasn't gotten back on the path) but, i do have goals, milestones if we must use that word.
they do say that you must celebrate 30 with a bang.
and bang i did.
i saved up for a euro trip.
and yes, even if it cleans up my savings account, i don't care. i can always earn it back. money is money. why the heck do i work myself so hard for if i can't enjoy spending it right?
