Friday, June 24, 2011

Ten years... and counting... reluctantly

So the inevitable has happened.

A ten year reunion. Messages start to appear and everyone's planning, getting ideas, making arrangements, asking for volunteer helpers.

Ten years.

I now remind myself that I am officially in my late twenties, about to be reminded that I have been out of high school for ten years already. Of course, this isn't as bad (or maybe it is) as the little girl I work with pointing out that I am ten years older than she is. I had grunted and said, "That's not true, there are only nine years between seventeen and twenty-six."

And so let the melancholy begin.

I think I just need to convince myself that being "almost thirty" is really not that big of a deal. At least it's probably not that big of a deal for a lot of people who already have ideal careers, family and have lived.

I have two degrees and two part-time jobs, no boyfriend, and I still live with my entire family I've been living with since I was born.

Really... I think the only thing I've accomplished proudly is getting a brand new car and paying for it myself.

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