Every Friday I’ll indulge my order-crazed brain in a list of randomness. Welcome to my Friday Fives.
Birthdays in my 20s seemed to bother me, but now that I’m in my 30s with two feet I find myself embracing this new-ish decade. I no longer fear the thought of moving forward or growing older.
Maybe time moving on was a little too clear earlier this week when I was on bed rest. After telling my sister of my injury, she said in a very matter-of-fact tone (as only an older sister can have): “You know what happened, right?…You’re getting old.” Thanks, Booh.
But she’s right; things change and you have to adjust. Here are some of the ways—for better or for worse—that my 30s feel different than my 20s:
5. Migraines + Insomnia
Migraines are all over both sides of my family and I thought I had escaped their genetic grip, but alas, I’ve now had a handful. Not a fan, but thankfully they are few and far between. I also never had a problem sleeping, but frequently find myself wide awake for hours for no reason.
4. Gray Hair + Wrinks
Definitely one of my least favorite repercussions of growing up, but there are worst things.
3. Taste buds
I’ve heard of women whose taste buds change after pregnancies, but can they alter or develop just by being older? I think so. I find myself loving everything spicier and spicier, enjoying coconut (what the what?!) and even craving sweets. All are new to me in this decade.
I’ve called myself the “Responsible Daughter” since high school, but your 30s allow you to take it to a whole new level. I’m now a self-imposed drill master when it comes to mundane things like flossing and wearing sunscreen. If I wrote a letter to my 20-year-old self, it would just say “Sunscreen.” Maybe with a few hearts or music note doodles around it.
With social media’s constant barrage of updates, tweets and check-ins, it’s easy for people in my generation to be overwhelmed by every person they’ve ever met, aka: their friend list. I’m kinda over it and find myself so much happier by connecting to the people and relationships that mean the most and forgetting about what Sally and Tommy had for dinner. Ironic, yes, as I blast this to the interwebs. That’s another great part of your 30s…sarcasm and irony know no bounds.
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