It's so weird how as a kid, all you want is to be older than you are. You dream of being 10, then 16, then 18, then 21. Sometime your twenties that stops. You focus on goals-- graduating college, grad school, passing the bar, getting a "real" job, getting married. The number becomes less important. Until you start staring milestone numbers in the face. Now I just want to stay where I am-- here in the good ol' twenties. For some reason, thirty just sounds terrifying.
There's just something about the number THIRTY that sounds so much more adult than 29. At thirty, shouldn't you be married with kids and have your life figured out? I can check one off that list, but some days I still feel like that 21 year old college graduate just starting out. I can't make my brain remember that I'm actually a grown up now-- I'm a lawyer with a husband and a mortgage. Obviously I'm a responsible adult. But I like being silly and weird. While I know that turning thirty doesn't mean that I can't be fun anymore, it feels like I'm finally crossing over the threshold into adulthood. I don't feel mature or grown up. But the numbers don't lie-- I'm about to become a real adult.