Something about November just makes my bones sing! Something about weather that’s cool enough to open the windows, promises of my birthday and thanksgiving, and 50% off halloween candy.
This Saturday is my twenty first birthday. A day I’m anticipating with excitement and wee bit of dread. Twenty one marks the beginning of “twenty something” territory, where I take responsibility for my life. Where financial aid won’t be paying my rent and my part time job as a cashier (hopefully) disappears. I feel this urge to re-organize and re-evaluate what I’m doing. Dad and I talked this morning about financial planning… Mutual funds… IRAs…
Am I really ready to be an adult?
I’ve got two more semesters as a buffer between the real world, but I think I’m more excited than anything. On my birthday, I’m going to post a list I’ve been working on for months. It’s a 101 in 1,001 list, a short term bucket list. Everything from baseball games to no sugar fasts, I want to try it all.
I can feel the momentum starting to build up, feeling like the things I do on a day to day basis are working towards something that’s finally in my reach. Twenty has been good to me – the best year yet. But, I’ve got this feelin’ that twenty one is going to be everything I’ve been waiting for.