One month from today, I will be saying adieu to my twenties and heading into what is most likely the second third of my life. Until this summer when I was home for a family reunion and my cousin, who was my best friend from my birth until she became way cooler than me in high school, asked me if I was nervous about turning 30 (she may have been cooler than me, but she’s been in her thirties for over a month now). Up to that point, I hadn’t given it much thought. I gulped down the first real jitters I had about it and lied telling her “no”. I haven’t put A LOT of thought into it, until now, my final month.

Just this morning I was telling my girl friend about how I can’t think back to any “dark” period of my life, I’ve always been happy. But I hate those people who say they live without regrets. Here are the things I regret about my twenties, things I don’t mind shaking off in my thirties:

- Being in a serious relationship during my 3rd and 4th year of University. That was just dumb. All my other friends were out having a good time. I didn’t even like the guy.

- My rebound after the above. That was sick.

- Taking out massive amounts of unessesary student loans. I also worked full time while in school. I bought a lot of clothes. Didn’t think $450 a month in payments for the next 10 years would be that much if I was making millions. Too bad I don’t make millions.

I did a lot in the last decade, but here are the things I plan on doing with my last month in my twenties:

- Get drunk. A lot. Ok, I kinda do this enough already, but my age is catching up with me as I forget most of the night when I drink. That is also not a bad thing. But still, thirty-year-olds shouldn’t black out weekly.

- Buy a condo. It was always my goal to own before I turned 30. I’m a downpayment and 36 monthly master card payments away from that.  (See Regrets above). Pretty sure I should reset this goal to age 35.  

- Travel the world. This wont happen either. I am going to NYC in two weeks. But I’ve already been there, so that’s not cool. I am going to Mexico in December. My first trip out of Canada and the US. BTW- Jon and Lenore, Charlene and I are coming to Ireland in the summer. Get your livers and spare room ready.

- Learn to skateboard. This is probably something that shouldn’t be done over the age of 22, but I’ve never actually done it.

- Ride a motorcycle. I’m as shocked as you are that I haven’t done it yet.

- Marry some guy rich enough that I can quit my job and write this blog full time.

Here are some things I am proud of accomplishing in my twenties:

- I was voted, by a panel of 10 judges, as having the perfect body. (October 22, 2005)- I was also in Ms Fitness Magazine and Oxygen for that reason.

- I lived in 3 provinces. (An aside- when I moved to Toronto, which was the first time I stepped foot in this city, my dad- who was kind enough to drive me here in a U-Haul- literally dropped me off in the city, shook my hand and said “Well, I gotta start heading back now.”)

- I got my bachelor degree in Business

- I worked 12 jobs/careers (not all at once)

- (This is about to get cheesy) I made the best friends, who, I will probably be friends with for life.

- Tried sushi, and it’s now one of my favorite foods. Growing up on a farm, where you see your dinner from your front window, doesn’t exactly make you excited to eat raw food. It was kind of a big deal.