32

I never thought I'd say this, but it's great to be in my 30's. Turning 30 was hard for me. My 29th year was a mix of feelings and emotions and hard stuff. To sum it up, my thought was, "I'm 30 years old and what have I done with my life? Basically nothing." 

I still feel that way sometimes but not like I did when I was 29 going on 30. 

Now, I'm 32. I feel like in the last couple of years, I've learned a lot about myself. I'm learning to be comfortable with myself...to be ok with who I am. It's a good place to be right now. 

My day was pretty much perfect. It had a bit of a rough start at 4:30 in the morning when Oscar woke up and dashed all of my hopes of a quiet, lazy morning. The rest of the day was filled with things I like to do. We went "treasure hunting" at thrift stores, we cashed in my free coffee at Starbucks, we had lunch and ran some errands. We walked to the nearby diner for supper and Donald surprised me with my very own cupcake. I ate it alone, after everyone had gone to bed.