Joining the Quarter Club
I turned 25 years old today.
And I felt old.
I know that I’m not actually old. A lot of my coworkers have referred to me as a baby over the past couple years when they ask about my age. I get it. I am a young adult in the career force. But I remember being a little kid and thinking I would never get to be 18. And then I turned 18, and 25 seemed like a distant thing. I’ve lived a lot of life in those seven years, but it went by way quicker than I anticipated.
My “Once-Upon-A-Time” roommate texted me today and welcomed me into the Quarter Club. I smiled and chuckled to myself. It’s crazy to think that I’m a quarter of a century old. I feel like I’ve been chugging along for a while now, trying to work hard and get the best I can out of life, and I’m only a quarter of the way through it. I feel old and I’m only a quarter of a century old. I’m a whole quarter. There’s a flip and flop of feeling old and young.
It seemed like this might be a milestone that deserves a list of thoughts and goals for the future. I’ve been doing really well on my 6 things for 2016, so why not try some more? These are in no particular order…but here are 5 things for my 25th birthday:
1. Make 25 an adventurous year. Do something I’ve never done before. Don’t get pulled over again. It was a first for 24, but let’s not repeat it.
2. Be more poetic. Write more poetry. In undergrad I used to feel like I was part poetry. I would write and feel the words around me like a cocoon and I would pluck words out of the sky and weave a nest for myself. A happy poetry nest. I need to get back to that.
3. Write every day for the month of April. No more excuses. My goal is to write at least 400 new words a day or edit for 45minutes. Build this habit up. No more binge writing. Blog posts count towards the word count for the day.
4. Be brave. Sometimes I do feel like that little girl that never thought 18 was going to come. That feeling of youngness makes me feel small. Time to overcome the nerves and be confident in who I am.
5. Save. Saving money for an apartment or a house has always felt like a distant thing. Now that I’ve got a new year-round job and I’m getting the student loan thing sorted out (Kind of. Honestly, I’ll be fighting that battle for years.), it’s time to start actually pursuing a place of my own. I’ve got a number in mind. And I’m going to be working on getting that accomplished in the next year, I hope.
