Thursday, 1 October 2009
(ALMOST) "THIRTY, FLIRTY AND THRIVING" . . .
A couple of months ago, one of my colleagues had a book about zombies in work. Not really anything I've ever been interested in before, but there was a section at the back about documented histories of zombie attacks. One was about a ship full of prisoners, long ago - one of the staff must have been infected, the zombie-ness (if that's a word) quickly spread through the ship and reached the chained up prisoners, passing along the chain. The writer of the book noted the terror those at the end of the chain probably felt, seeing their fate coming towards them and not being able to do anything to avoid it.
Do I have a point here?
I suppose, in a way, I've felt like this about turning 30. Not the utter horror of the poor prisoners who became zombies, obviously (I'm really hoping one of the disadvantages of turning 30 isn't becoming a zombie) but when you have a lot of friends on facebook that you went to school with, you see it coming. Each week there's a status update from someone saying they can't believe they're leaving their twenties behind, a plethora of "Happy 30th" messages and then eventually they say "Oh it's not so bad." They've accepted their fate. I guess it's time for me to accept mine.
Just the idea of me not being a twenty-something anymore though . . . it's scary. I don't remember feeling like this when I moved from my teens into my twenties. But this is a whole different ball game. This is a GROWN UP decade. I'm not sure I'm quite ready to grow up yet.
But on the other hand, when I look back on how I started my twenties . . . I realise I've come a long way. Particularly in terms of confidence. I used to be barely able to speak to guys . . . now I've morphed into s bit of a flirt. I used to think I would NEVER get a job (apart from my one short stiny working in a bakers shop) . . . now I've had millions.
I may not entirely LIVE like someone who is about to hit her thirties. The majority of items I wrote a year ago about why I don't feel like a grown-up still hold true.
But I can work on that.
In the meantime though, I'm going to try my best to continue having fun.
Plus I got ID'd last week, which means I clearly don't LOOK my age.
Which is of course the most important thing of all...