Sunday, October 25, 2009
Dun Dun Dun!
The big 3-0 is fast approaching and sort of making me take stock. Or just gasp in horror. Guess those aren't the same thing, eh? Some of my high school pals have been lamenting this development with me on Facebook. Strength in numbers I say. One of the most common themes in these after midnight online chats (the timing is set by newborns and toddlers, because it seems we are all at that stage right now...) is this feeling of not having accomplished enough. Like suddenly the "I'm still young! I got my whole life in front of me!" lines don't work anymore. Of course that begs the question: just what exactly is enough? I mean I have a career and a family and both seem to be plugging along quiet nicely so what box is it that I haven't checked, so to speak? Or more, it still feels like I'm playing at this adult thing... gee, will I finally feel like one when I'm forty? What about you, where are you at in this jaunt called life and if you're further along how did you deal with entering your thirties: with style or kicking and screaming?