I’m picking this up again.
Here I am again.
Hello, my name is Jennie. Today is June 5, and in slightly more than six weeks I will be 30 years old.
30. The big three-zero. This is the point where most people stop, gasp, and throw their hands up exclaiming, “I’m not where I thought I’d be!”
I’ve been trying for some time not to be one of these people. Not to be another statistic. Not to be another person who had unfulfilled dreams. But lately, I’ve been going in circles and really not accomplishing much of anything to speak of.
I made it 23 days into a 90 day challenge, then that fell to the wayside.
Everything seems to fall to the wayside with me. Unfortunately, this often means letting important dreams and aspirations go.
This has to stop.
I’m going to be 30. 30 years on this planet. Let’s make the next one count.
I’ll tell you something, readers, (I know nobody is reading :P) on Friday it’ll be six weeks until my birthday and I’ve decided to do a 6-week countdown, and really make some changes in my life. It’s just six weeks. I can freaking do it.