Thursday, March 7, 2013

In 3 Months

Yesterday was a bust. We got zero inches of snow. DC sure does know how to freak out about weather.  Oh, well.. a day off is a day off. It was nice to be at home with both my roommates on a Wednesday afternoon.  It pretty much requires inclement weather for that to happen.

We were all hanging out in the kitchen, gabbing and enjoying our free afternoon and suddenly I had this revelation:  I am going to be 25 years old in exactly 3 months.

A quarter of a century.
The big two-five.
I know that 25 is not "old" but it still sounds a lot "older" than 24.
I don't feel 25. I feel like I just graduated when in fact that was 3 years ago. 
So much has changed since that day- when I left behind the beautiful happy bubble that is college and entered the "real world."  And yet I still feel a lot like that wide-eyed girl (far right in the above picture).

Sure I'm now 100% completely independent from my parents (woohoo, go me!), and I pay taxes, and my hair is a lot shorter, and I book my own plane tickets, but I don't feel like an "adult" or really that much older or wiser...

I'm still figuring everything out and I'm totally winging it as I go.
It's fun but weird.
Yes I have "responsibilities" but not really.
I'm settled but I could pick up and leave, move anywhere if I wanted to.

I have no idea what's in store for the next three months and five years. And even though I've ranted posted about my restlessness here and here, I'm actually OK with the unknown. God has a beautiful plan and if it was all clear and laid out for me to see it would totally ruin the surprise.

In the words of Taylor Swift...
"It's miserable and magical, oh yeahhh..."

Darn it, I wish that song came out when I was 22.

4 comments :

  1. I think that EVERY TIME that song comes on my iPod. EVERY. TIME.

    And yeah, 25...quarter life crisis. I think the 20s are the hardest decade we have in life. Though, at 35 I'll probably say the 20s are worse, and so on... But, right now? 20s are SO HARD. Independent but Dependent. Free but Grounded.

    Sigh.

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  2. You are not old because if you are old, what am I???

    25~I like the sound of it : )

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  3. I still think I'm young even tho I'm your mother's age! (ha - sorry Joyce.) It's a state of mind and it becomes it more and more as time goes by and the body ages. Just be proud of yourself for all you have already accomplished and "enjoy the ride"!

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  4. Hey there, Shannon! I just wanted to stop by and say thanks for your kind words over on my blog. Really appreciate you taking the time to comment. :)

    I'm only a year or so older than you, but even though I'm married, with a toddler, I also feel like that "wide-eyed girl." I wonder if that feeling ever changes? If we'll ever wake up one day and say, "Yep, I'm a grown-up now!" Food for thought ...

    Hope you're having a wonderful weekend!

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