I never thought I’d be the type to freak out over turning 30, but apparently I am. Which is why I’m making goals for this coming year. Because it helps me focus my energy on something productive.
I wish I had two decades of my 20s. Because right now, at this very moment, I’m right where I want to be — thanks largely to my awesome parents. I don’t want to get any older. I don’t want to be the single friend (which wasn’t a problem when I turned 25). I want to have kids, but I don’t want to have to figure out how to balance having a family with my career.
I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, mostly to avoid becoming one of the millions of people who fail to keep them. Instead, I’m making goals for my 30th (actually 31st, right?) year, and hanging them out for y’all to see.
Here’s what I will accomplish this year:
Land a book deal. I’ve been working Please Send Pants for two years. If all that hard work could turn into a book contract this year… Well, I might just cry like the baby in the photo. Only they’d be happy tears.
Start writing my second book. Yes, I know what it’s going to be, and no, I’m not ready to tell you yet. But it will be nonfiction, it will be fabulous, and I will write it faster than I wrote Book #1.
Get in better shape and stay there. I’m not going to throw out some crazy goal like running a marathon (been there, done that, no way in hell I’m doing it again). Instead, I want to find a routine that includes running, weights and pilates. I want to feel good about myself this year.
Become more financially responsible. I need to keep better track of where I spend my money, so I can save more. It’s not easy to save on a journalist’s salary while living in an expensive city, but I’m determined to do it. I’ll also think creatively about how to make money, because when it comes to saving, increasing your income is often more effective than figuring out how to spend less.
Work toward my next big adventure. I don’t know exactly what this will be yet, but I do have some ideas. This requires saving money, continuing to network and putting other pieces in place that will make it possible to embark on my adventure when I’m ready.
Find the person who will eventually become my husband. My clock’s not ticking yet, but I don’t want to feel rushed when it does. This is the hardest goal of all, because I’m not exactly sure how to go after it, other than putting in more effort than I do now (which shouldn’t be difficult). Please send eligible bachelors my way. Must read and love travel, bonus points for scruffy.
Photo credit: Flickr’s bbaunach