Fourth Decade
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I turned 30 last week. I think I've just about decided that I'm OK with it. Nearly 95% fine with it. Well, maybe 90% OK with it.
I spent last weekend feeling - and, to be fair, being - thoroughly spoiled. I took my birthday off work, which felt a lot like I was playing hooky and spent most of the day in pyjamas before going to Mum and Dad's for a birthday tea. My birthday cake was ace:
The following day, I went to Ludlow with my sister for the day. I have dim memories of going one summer years ago and finding it busy and dull, not even saved by the big fuck-off castle. It was much nicer the second time around. Going in the week meant it was pretty quiet but there was still a farmers market on (I spent that evening pigging out on bread and cheese bought there) and there were lovely little shops and winding streets to explore. The castle was closed but we did get to explore around the walls and some of the outer ruins. It's a lovely place, in short. Very pretty and friendly.
Then, over the weekend, did more family stuff. Out at Zouk in Manchester on the Saturday, which was really nice and then at Grandma's on Sunday afternoon for a get-together and more cake. In retrospect, celebrations were very cake-centric.
I've been very spoiled with presents, too. Really more than I deserve. Amongst other things, I have 'Forbrydelsen' to be rewatching and lots of books to escape on my lunch-break with.
80% OK with it. Maybe 75%
I turned 30 last week. I think I've just about decided that I'm OK with it. Nearly 95% fine with it. Well, maybe 90% OK with it.
I spent last weekend feeling - and, to be fair, being - thoroughly spoiled. I took my birthday off work, which felt a lot like I was playing hooky and spent most of the day in pyjamas before going to Mum and Dad's for a birthday tea. My birthday cake was ace:
The following day, I went to Ludlow with my sister for the day. I have dim memories of going one summer years ago and finding it busy and dull, not even saved by the big fuck-off castle. It was much nicer the second time around. Going in the week meant it was pretty quiet but there was still a farmers market on (I spent that evening pigging out on bread and cheese bought there) and there were lovely little shops and winding streets to explore. The castle was closed but we did get to explore around the walls and some of the outer ruins. It's a lovely place, in short. Very pretty and friendly.
Then, over the weekend, did more family stuff. Out at Zouk in Manchester on the Saturday, which was really nice and then at Grandma's on Sunday afternoon for a get-together and more cake. In retrospect, celebrations were very cake-centric.
I've been very spoiled with presents, too. Really more than I deserve. Amongst other things, I have 'Forbrydelsen' to be rewatching and lots of books to escape on my lunch-break with.
80% OK with it. Maybe 75%