Today is my last day as a twenty-five year old.
Yes, everyone over thirty is laughing at me right now, but hey remember when you passed the mid twenties hump? Suddenly each birthday is another year closer to the big 3-0. And yes, I’ve heard how amazing the thirties can be, so I’m not completely bummed.
Still, I think twenty-six is a bit of a strange year. Pretty sure I’m out of that “young adult” phase. If I wasn’t already married, I would definitely feel pressure like my friends are experiencing. Yet, it is an exciting age. I finally feel empowered enough to say, “I’m going on a crazy last minute trip to Vegas, who cares”, and actually not care!
And twenty-five was a good year. I’d like to think that during the past twelve months there was some sort of self-discovery. I have a clearer vision of where I’m headed and accomplished a lot of what I believed to be impossible. I got out in the world and networked, found a great job, pushed myself to start learning photography, French and started planning my dream vacation. Not to mention celebrated my first wedding and bay area anniversary. I used to think I would never leave LA!
This next year will bring even bigger changes. You know that feeling! I’m on the verge of something, can’t quite wrap my head around it yet, but it is there. My rose is going to bloom. I’ve watched a lot of wonderful people go through similar transitions and I am excited! Could mean a lot great news for Planning Pretty and my lovely readers. You are all amazing.
So I’m off to Vegas, first time spending a birthday there. Follow the festivities on Instagram!
I wish everyone a wonderful relaxing weekend. See you here next week!
