I’m officially heading toward “late 20’s” this week. No longer can I pull off “I’m in my mid-20’s”. Which is a bummer, but also… kinda good?
I think I’ll look back on my mid-20s one day, and think of it as nothing but exams, studying, and flipping out because I had no clue as to what I was doing as an intern.
So I’ll happily leave my era of graduate student and new professional into a time of DINK-hood and grown-up adventures.
More now than ever before, I look around at my friends (including fellow bloggers) and realize that people are really hitting their groove of happiness. It’s as if the late-20s is a time of new-found happiness.
It feels good to be part of that trend. I too, feel like I am the happiest I have ever been.
Which, at the same time, also feels a bit ridiculous for me to even say that.
AV and I are far from settled in our house. Currently, we could host a yoga class in our living room because we barely have any furniture. We’re taking this opportunity to get really good at our stretches and handstands?
We are absolutely working our butts off at our new jobs. It’s a lot of work to start new somewhere else. To prove yourself. To get “up and running” so-to-speak. It’s exhausting. But also…empowering.
Owning a new house (that needs a lot of work) is not only a money-suck but also a time-suck. Obviously. Everyone and their mom has told me this. I know it. For a few months, I was going to Home Depot 2+ times per week. EVERY WEEK. It was out of hand. But after my exam, I was determined to keep the ball rolling on all our projects. I convinced myself that I was enjoying it, but when AV cut me off and told me to “not spend any money at HD for a little bit”…I was more than relieved. A break.
Change has been a big part of my 2015 so far. Back at the beginning of this year, I wrote a post on how my word of the year was “Create”. If only I knew then, what I know now, I should have picked the work “Change”.
Create. Change. They are starting to sound like the same thing in my book. Perhaps even a little like chaos.
One of the only consistencies through all of this, is the fact that AV and I are still married. Which I can understand now why people joke about remodeling causing divorces. Seriously though. Remodeling an only bathroom was rough.
While all this change has been “good” things, it’s can be stressful to handle it at the same time too. I’m learning to not fear change. I embrace it. I figure, at this point in my life, I would be crazy to not. Stepping out of my comfort zone has only brought rewards far greater than comfort of staying inside the box would have.
Most importantly, this change, has been a pivotal part of my happiness in my life. I really never have been happier. Life has this way of working out differently, even with the best of plans.
Rather than forcing change, I just have to keep learning to let it happen. Which is tough for a planner like me. But I have to say, sitting on the floor, totally exhausted has never felt so good.