Prepare yourself. Ready yourself. I'm waxing contemplative.
I'm also wearing 5 shirts right now. Just so you know.
I saw a some-e-cards today that paralleled what I was already thinking on. Something to the effect of "When I was younger, I thought I'd have it all together by now." I so don't have it all together right now. Do you? I'll be 26 this month, and while I know that's not old, I'm nowhere near where my 16-year-old self thought I'd be.
Ah... 16... I'm sure I remember it more fondly than I lived it, but that's the luxury of memories. I'm sure 16-year-old me thought that by 26 (26!) I would definitely not still be doing homework on a Thursday night. I wasn't going to still be in school. I wasn't going to be concerned about money, not even a little bit. I'm pretty sure I thought I'd have a nice steady job, probably teaching. My husband would have a nice, well-paying job that allowed us to vacation twice a year. We'd have kids by now. I mean, c'mon, 26?! (I'm saying this to myself, mostly sarcastically). Yeah, 16-year-old me would definitely think that 26-year-old me was messing things up.
I can hear 16-year-old me asking 26-year-old me, what about the good things in life? Why are you pushing yourself so much, when you don't even know if you love where it'll get you? And honestly, 26-year-old me is asking, "Yeah, why am I doing that?"
And tonight, I've got no idea.
Happy Un-birthday to me (and you!),