Death is Imminent

Alright, so maybe I’m being just a little dramatic. Tomorrow I turn 25 years old and I’m facing it with a mixture of trepidation and apathy. I actually forgot it was my birthday until a few days ago when my love asked me where I wanted to go for dinner. I perked up thinking, what’s the occasion? Oh, that’s right, I’m turning a miserable 25 years old. La di da.

Half of me feels like I’m suddenly too old and too different for certain things that I’ve experienced. I get bored at nightclubs but I can’t stand pseudo-posh bars with enormous metal menus and pricey (yet unsatisfying) entrees. Working on a college campus makes me feel old, out of place and tired. I am often broke. I have a degree but feel as though I’ve accomplished nothing - as if my B.A. in English just isn’t enough for the world. Occasionally, I feel a certain kind of anxiety when it comes to relationships. I’m convinced I’m un-marriagable and will remain the eternal girlfriend (which I totally predicted 10 years ago).

Yesterday I tried making bread, again, in my bread machine. It was a disaster and it turned out kind of like me. The ingredients were added in the wrong order so it was flavorless and the wrong consistency.

The other half of me is truly delighted with how my life is going: I have a fabulous boyfriend, a lovable dog, a solid job and my overall health is improving with every run. I’m only 25, for God’s sake, and at least I have a degree tucked under my belt. My life is filled with love and lovely things - so this whole quarter life blues, well, it’s got to go.

I can rely on the holidays for a happy distraction and yes - I am a complete sucker for Thanksgiving (my favorite), Christmas and New Year’s. There’s something special about these days that just inspire a sense of renewal, energy and togetherness. I can’t help it, I’m a total sap for the proverbial holiday cheer. I love to host dinner parties and this year, I’m hosting Thanksgiving dinner at the home that I share with my boyfriend. Naturally, I’m all atwitter over decorations, table settings and menu planning.

After a few trips to the local dollar stores - and a huge shout out to Dollar Tree which has to be my all time favorite dollar store - I’m totally ready to Merry the shit out of Christmas.

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Hi, found you through SITS. Wishing you a happy birthday. Hey, a dinner out sounds pretty good to me. And it could be worse…you could be celebrating your 34th birthday. Oh wait, that’s me in a few weeks :)

awww, you’re still so very young! but i think this is what birthdays are for (besides celebratin’) - taking stock of your life. you’ve done good, if you ask me.

i hope you have a lovely birthday!

Thanks! I just need an excuse to eat cake :)

WhatACard, I guess after 21 birthdays can be a little daunting. I want to go back to the time when I was wearing paper cone hats and posing next to cake with my hand plastered in it.

Oh. My. God. We could totally be Situational Twins. I turned 25 in April and had the same angst/pride thing goin’ on.

Love your blog! Thanks for stopping by mine ;)

25 is not old at all! I’m excited for my 25th birthday!

I guess you’re right Katy, but it’s the principle of the thing! I’m in my mid-twenties now! Ugh!

“I’m totally ready to Merry the shit out of Christmas”

Officially my new favorite phrase.

Happy birthday!

You are totally being to harsh on yourself.

Besides I already promised to marry you.

That’s true. But only if you’re filthy rich. I need a sugar daddy to support my lifestyle.

Hosting Thanksgiving sounds like fun! :)

I get bored at clubs, too, after college. I don’t know what it is.

I’ve had a few bread machine disasters, too - once I forgot to put the paddle in and the break baked unmixed, whoops.

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