Let the 30th birthday planning begin! First stop: London.

This morning I drove to a Starbucks so that I could escape the house and put myself to work on this little blog I’ve got going on here. The last few weeks have been full of many hours of overtime and very little me time. Figured I needed to rectify that…

So I stroll into the Starbucks, order my grande cold brew (sweetened with 2% milk should you ever want to be generous…), sit down with my laptop aaaaand…

…two hours later all I’ve done is gleefully search for flights to London, create a little budget spreadsheet, scan Twitter because ADD, and somewhat daydream about celebrating my 30th birthday in one of my favorite parts of the world.

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Raising my glass to all of my Sweet Bitches

I’ve just moved in with some friends of mine. (And, yes, for those who know me, I did just move only a few weeks ago, and then a little over a year before that. For those who don’t know me, it’s a bit of a long story.) This is a bit of a transitional moment for me.  I’m turning 30 in November.  I’ve had many adventures in my 20s–traveling around the US and abroad, participating in some really nerdy things like movie premieres and conventions, made so many new friends, had cool job opportunities, and I got to be a New Yorker for a little while. And now I’m just trying to figure out what that next adventure will be. My sweet Nana, who I think about and miss all the time, once wrote in a birthday card that I was her “little free spirit” and that’s always stuck with me. I like that title, and I think I’m going to try to continue to embrace it.

It’s really funny how a number makes you have feelings. Being 29 going on 30 feels like something HUGE. If you had asked me when I was graduating college back in 2007 where I thought I’d be at 30, that answer would’ve been way different than what actually happened. And I don’t see that as a bad thing at all, but I’m only just realizing now in my last year of my 20s that there’s a big difference between dreams and expectations. I think I’ve made some decisions based on expectations as opposed to just living in the moment. I really don’t have regrets about it, but now I know better. In the last year, I’ve had some serious “ah ha” moments where I’ve realized I should embrace my incoming 30s, that it’s never too late for anything. And there’s nothing wrong with not quite knowing what I want next. That’s life, and mine can’t be the same as everyone else’s or then what’s the point?

So that takes me back to the here and now. I wanted to take a moment to recognize all of the dear friends who have been there for me while I’ve been reassessing what is next for myself, saving money, and working on a game plan. I’m one of those people who tries not to worry about what others think, but to be honest, I do. But these ladies have been so helpful and supportive, even as I’ve been a pseudo gypsy during the last month or so.

I’m very thankful for all of my friends for so many reasons particularly as a support system, and while I can’t name them all, I do want to give a big thank you to a handful who have really helped a sister out lately, lending an ear when I needed it, putting a roof over my head, and just being an all-around pal. So a big thank you to Megan, Debra, Ashley, and (yes, she’s my friend, too!) Mom.

I want to give a toast with a new wine called Sweet Bitch to all of my Sweet Bitches, and these four in particular, because the last couple of months could’ve gone a lot differently if they weren’t there for me!

Cheers to all my friends!
Cheers to all my Sweet Bitches!

A toast to my little apartment

Thought a little wine might help me pack.
Thought a little wine might help me pack.

It’s less than 3 days until I move out of my little 1 bedroom apartment. I should be packing as I write this, but wanted to take a moment to raise my wine glass in a toast to Apt 825.

Here’s to…

…the first apartment I’ve ever lived in by myself–and the most expensive. To being able to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted without worrying about bothering a roommate. To Netflix and book series binges while hiding away in my little nest. To finding some delicious takeout and ordering from the comfort of my couch. To a year of ups and downs, and still figuring things out. To way too many online dates. To laughter and tears in the privacy of my little home…

And now? Now it’s time to save a little money and stay with friends for a bit. I turn 30 at the end of this year and want to make some big things happen. Even I don’t know exactly what that’ll be yet, but saving money for this next adventure is definitely the first step.

P.S. Packing is way more fun with wine. 😉

Tonight’s drink of choice: The Stump Jump red wine blend (Grenache, Shiraz, and Mourvèdre). Cheers!

Let’s get this party started!

Hello, hello! And welcome.

I’m Lynsey–a [nearly] 30-something nerdy gal who loves Books, TV, and Film–the stories they hold, authors and screen writers that inspire, the spark of imagination, the many destinations, and everything in between. Oh, and a glass of red wine never hurts either.

In my “third life crisis” I made it my mission to write more.  It started out like this:

OMG, I’m turning 30 this year.

What am I doing with my life?

No, really.

I’m living on my own, have a decent job, dating (unsuccessfully, ugh)…

But I don’t quite remember the last time I was doing something I was super passionate about…

So what’s missing besides Mr. Right?

Well, I hadn’t written in a while and didn’t have a blog.  So there’s a start.  Time to get cracking on this!  Just a short note: This blog is meant to be a writing exercise for me, but I certainly hope others enjoy it as well.  I’m going to start by writing (or rambling) about my thoughts, experiences, obsessions…oh and what’s in my glass.  So let’s get this party started!

Tonight’s drink of choice: Water. (Sorry, long evening building this blog from scratch–needed to concentrate!)

Here’s to many more posts!

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– Lyns