On sending my twenties out with a bang (or maybe not)

Tomorrow I turn 29.

Tomorrow I officially enter the very last year of my twenties.

Of course, as far as I’m concerned this is basically “birthday week”. It all started with a surprise birthday party that Candice and Kyle pulled together for me. I absolutely didn’t see it coming and my friends totally made my day with it (Kyle, Candice, Jeff, Kirsten, Sam & Cole – you guys are all so great and I’m lucky to have such fab friends!)

Sara Hamil, They Call it Gumption, birthday cake, Gravity Falls
A Gravity Falls birthday cake because my friends are awesome (and I’m secretly a child trapped in an almost-29-year-old’s body)

I’m not really the sort of person that thinks that my looming thirties are something to get freaked out about. If anything, I think it’s going to be cool to usher in a new decade and a new chapter in my life. I’ve also heard that your thirties are basically the new twenties anyway, so I guess I’ve got that to look forward to.

But I’m not there yet. I’ve got one more year to bookend what is often regarded to be the most crucial decade of a person’s life. I was thinking about it the other night and was a little mind-boggled once I started to realize just how much has happened through my twenties. I went through both university and a post-grad program. I worked in some interesting roles and gained a lot of cool professional experience. I lived in Toronto and moved back home. I got my own place and started a career that I love. I travelled and tried new things. I learned a lot of lessons, sometimes the hard way. I loved, lost, made friends and lost some. All in all, I lived my life and I don’t think I have a whole lot of regrets.

I’ve had a number of people jokingly (or perhaps not so jokingly) tell me to savour 29. It’s not like the world is going to change drastically the moment I turn 30 and goodness knows that having your age start with a 2 isn’t some free pass to do whatever I want, but I can’t help but feel like there might be something to this whole “enjoy it while it lasts” thing. This is it – I don’t get a second shot at this fabled decade. So, how should I make the most of it?

Sara Hamil, They Call it Gumption, chalkboard, birthday, count down
I woke up to a surprise birthday countdown on our chalkboard wall this morning. Woop woop!

Honestly? I don’t really know. I don’t know how to make this year stand out and typify what your twenties are supposed to be “all about”. In so many ways I feel like I did right by this time of my life and don’t really feel like I have any cramming that I desperately need to do in the next 12 months. I also don’t feel like a whole new world of adult responsibility is going to be waiting for me on the other side of 30, so it’s not like I need to prepare myself or anything.

But at the same time I do like the idea of making this upcoming year “count”, even if I don’t have a clear idea of what I want it to count for. Maybe I just want to end my twenties with a bang.

What I know for sure is that before the next year us out I plan on being debt free. But what else? I’d like to do some more travelling and try more things I’ve never done. I’d like to accomplish a bit more and make some more friends and maybe have another exciting grown-up experience or two. So… I guess I just plan to keep on living life and enjoying the ride.

What about you? How would/did you wrap up your twenties? Did you make a big deal about it or was it just another birthday to you? Tell me about it in the comments!

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