So well, with a very heavy heart, I have to break this news that I turned 29 last week. A year short of the big three-O. The past couple of years celebrating my birthday just hasn’t been my thing. This year even more so and no its not the age thing. I am pretty comfortable with getting old. Getting grey hair, THAT I am not comfortable with.
Age is just a number and I have realized that as I am growing older I have become more fun to be with. Or so I would like to think. But honestly, I was a really reserved girl growing up. Would not talk, would be very shy, kept to myself most of the time. I am still most of all that, but yes I have loosened up a bit over the years.
I also feel its never too late to do anything, but yes with age certain things do take a lot more effort, and the things on my bucket list (I love pinterest to keep a track of these things) need to be crossed off as soon as possible. I did cross off cake decorating this year from my bucket list. 🙂 So I have made some progress on crossing things off my list, and I am not worried about that either.