So, those were my 20s.

Tomorrow is my thirtieth birthday.

That is absolutely ridiculous. There is no way I should be thirty. Thirty implies so much, and I’m just a slightly more capable version of my teenage self. Maybe your twenties are more of a state of mind?

I don’t think anyone likes having regrets, and I certainly never wanted any. Are there things I’d do differently since I graduated high school? Oh yeah. But I think that most of it, I’d try to keep the same. I’m about to graduate from a degree I enjoyed 90% of. I’ve made some wonderful friends (oh boy, was I due!) I’m still a mental health disaster, but that can be worked on.

I hate the way I stress over my birthday – over incomplete goals, or the idea that something is less than perfect, when a birthday shouldn’t be stressful. I suppose I stress over everything though – anything that can be considered a ‘deadline’, and I freak out.

So how did I spend the last day of my twenties? Cleaning my apartment¬† :yum: It’s a mental thing, having a perfectly tidy and clean apartment on my birthday. The gift I give myself. I have no idea how I managed to wrangle it, but it took 6 hours, and it’s so tidy!

Tomorrow, I’m spending the day with my sister – mini-golf and then to the movies to finally see the new Thor film. Oh, and I’m dragging her to see ‘Christmas land’ in both Myer and David Jones, because I love Christmas decorating.

It’s going to be a good day. And whilst my twenties weren’t the laugh-riot I hoped for, or anything resembling anyone elses’, they were mine, and that thought is actually kind of comforting.

Lilibet is Home!

Miss Lilibet Beatrice arrived yesterday! She’s 8 weeks and 1 day old, and just impossibly adorable. Just look at that cute little face!

So far, she’s a big fan of food, paper bags, her new plush flea Freddie, her ‘snuggler’ bed (which is really intended for cats, but she adores it) and whichever one our cats runs into her path (I’ve been watching her on Facetime :lol: ) Not so fussed on being out in public, though. We had to walk up and pick up some puppy food at the local pet shop, and she was not thrilled about that.

Can’t wait for two weeks to go by so I can go to my parents’ and cuddle the little cutie :marryme: