Believe it or not, I’m excited to be 31. I don’t even feel this old. I mean, granted, I get winded climbing a flight of stairs, but I still find this hilarious:
I pinch myself all day long because I’m so incredibly happy. Everything is so sweet and wonderful for me right now. Turning 30 was the beginning! I’m so thrilled with everything I’ve got going for me. I’ve branched out this year and done things I never thought I’d do:
Yeah, that, and how about quitting my totally safe job to work 55-hours a week at a new career? How about moving to Brooklyn???
So why does 30 have such a bad rap? 30 was an amazing year for me. Let’s flip the script and start spreading the rumour that “Life Begins at 30” …
…and it only gets better from there!!!
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