32

What can I say, I’m feeling 32. Once again, the year has flown by and my birthday has crept up. It doesn’t seem like 12 months has passed since my last birthday. But so much has changed in the last year. I can honestly say that my thirties feel so different to my twenties. I’m not what it is, but I just a lot happier and a lot more confident in myself now that I’m well and truly settled into that thirties age bracket.

Life is just that little bit easier, when you feel like everything you’ve worked hard for is starting to fall into place. My twenties felt like chaotic at times. I felt my career had no direction. My relationships were all over the place. And I never had any confidence in myself or my abilities. But my thirties feel good. My thirties feel like I finally have my shizz together. 

So how am I spending the big day? Well I’ve probably spoken about this before, but I’m really not a big lover of having my birthday so close to Christmas. On the one hand, Christmas is one of my favourite times of the year, so it’s nice to have even more reasons to celebrate – as if I needed anymore. But on the other hand it’s always impossible trying to organise anything. 

So many people have their Christmas parties, and festive plans, that I normally end up keeping my birthday low key. And this year is no exception. I plan on spending the day eating more food than is necessary and spending it with my family and friends. And I’m more than happy with that.