On Milestones

My best friend is turning 30 on Saturday. 30! This seems somewhat unbelievable to me since I've known him since I was 11. The worst part of him turning 30 is... I'm not far behind. Granted, I'll be turning 29 this summer, and not 3-0, but when I take a step back and look at the bigger picture, it's the last year of my twenties (gasp.)

Age is just a number right? Well, certain numbers can certainly make you feel shitty right? While I've got some accomplishments under my belt for a person of my age, ie: I work in an office, I own my own home, I bought my first ever brand new car a few months ago, I'm married, I've got three pets, oh, and I published a book. Not too shabby for a 28 year old. (I apologize for the horn tooting.) These accomplishments are wonderful, but I still feel as though I'm lacking somewhere. I can't help but fixate on my flaws and I think a 28 year old shouldn't be like this.

I've only got a few passions in my life, which may never take me anywhere. Books, writing, and photography. Now, I suppose I could take off with writing or taking pictures, but I'm not entirely sure I've got the wherewithal the actually push myself. I mean, I love these things, shouldn't I find a way to live off of them? Or maybe I'm not pushing myself too hard because deep down I feel like if I get paid to do something I love, it might take the love out of the activity. Anyone else ever feel this way?

But let me get back to my pal. He's had a shitty go of things within the last three years. There have been plenty of good times sprinkled in, but I think right now, the bad is overpowering the good. The rest of my friends and I have been plotting and planning for months what to do for this guy's big birthday. We thought, oh we'll throw a surprise birthday party. Well, he's had like four surprise parties in a row, I think we've played that out. So, I just talked to him about it, I said: "What do you want to do for your birthday?" He just wanted a simple bash at his place. Sounds simple enough... done.

It's been hard lately for me to be excited about anything at all, but I find myself increasingly excited about this guy's birthday party. It will be a celebration with all out friends, and hopefully some laughs and memorable times. Wahoo.

On a completely separate note, I hate it when people stop at my cube to "chat." Jeez, I've got my back turned to the hallway for a reason people.