Turning Thirty-Two

It’s the end of my birthday week and wow what a celebration it’s been. Late night partying and lazy days are what it’s been all about. Ha! The latest night I had was about 11pm, but my days flew by, I hardly got any of my planned relaxing done.

My official birthday was on Thursday. I had plenty planned to fill up my week, things that needed doing around the house, a few errands to run and to exercise everyday as I’m still trying to get back into that routine. I also wanted to clean up this blog as well, since I started it it’s been a bit of a throw together as far as the organization and presentation go. I think the writing is alright though. And I wanted to relax because I don’t do enough of that these days.

Quite a change from the birthday weeks of the past. When I was in my early twenties it was about drinking as often as possible and spending most of the day in bed, and dinner with my family. Last year was a little different. I’d already started eating healthier and drinking less, but I still wanted to spend all the time relaxing. The only big difference last year was no family dinner as there weren’t many of us in the city.

This year, for my week off, I struggled to relax. I did manage a little on my birthday. Mum and I went out for a delicious lunch together and we even managed to keep it pretty healthy, aside from the caramel slice! I’ve been to the gym or gotten some form of outdoor exercise done every day. I’ve sorted out a few things around the house and spent quite a bit of time running about. I actually feel like maybe I should have taken an extra week, but I’m pretty sure that I’d have the same issue. Seems I’ve got a lot more determination to get things done in my ‘old age.’


I don’t feel old. Zombie keeps telling me I am, but it’s in jest. Jokes on him anyway as he’s five years older than me! But in all seriousness, I feel younger and more confident now, than I have in a while. I’m also finally feeling like I’m not running out of time, which is refreshing. I remember hitting twenty-five and experiencing a ‘quarter life crisis’ which lasted for about five years. I was so paranoid that I was never going to meet the right person and settle down, go overseas or any of the other life experiences I thought I should have had by then.

It’s funny how our perspectives change over the years. Growing up, settling down and having kids, I was in a huge hurry to do it but realistically not ready for any of it. But these past couple of years I finally have started growing up, I’ve settled down quite a bit (no more weekly partying for this old lady) and while I still want kids, I know that I still have plenty of time for that.

It’s very nice to feel content with how my life is ticking along. I still have plenty of things I want to achieve and experience, but I’m happy to enjoy All the moments on the way now, instead of wishing my life away. Now I just need to relax as well as enjoy.

Smiles and Sunshine


4 thoughts on “Turning Thirty-Two

  1. I think you describing maturing in this post; the good news is, with each year that passes, maturity increases with its sense of what’s important and what isn’t. At least that’s how it seemed to me. I hope yours blossoms that way as well. Happy Birthday.

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