24 Years
So in the quiet hours of yesterday morning, I became 24 years old. Twenty-four. Officially in my mid-twenties now. That’s a pretty big deal, maybe?
Some friends and I went bowling on Tuesday. My highest score was a 114. I never claimed to be good at it.
Why yes that is the shirt I was making last month. It made its debut that night. And yes that is a birthday crown I made for myself. Birthdays shouldn’t happen without a crown.
As for being twenty-four and all…let me present you the bucket list to do before being twenty-five.
- Finish book of poetry
- Knit a (real) sweater
- Redecorate the spare bedroom
- Spend more time outside
- Eat less bad ice-cream and more good ice-cream
- Climb a 5.9 route consitently
- Hell, let’s make that a 5.10
- Guess I’d better learn how to belay, too
- Practice more Random Acts of Kindness
- Move out
- Learn how to sew
- Pull my hair out less
- Cook more
- Don’t mind the dirt
- Find a real job
- Take more pictures
- This includes the polaroid
- Figure out how to walk in heels real good
- Ride 30 miles in a day on a bicycle
- Lay in the grass.
- Be more consistent about posting to the blog
- Twitter, too
- Finish reading War and Peace
- Continue to not grow up
