Being Older

I'm turning 29 on Sunday. I wasn't expecting it, but the birthday kind of freaks me out. It's my last year in my twenties. I'm okay with being older, but as I always tend to do, I start reflecting. Reflecting can be dangerous.

Overall I am jazzed about getting older. The older I get the more I feel like I relax in my own skin. Not to say I don't worry and fret about things, but I feel more confident that I'll figure shit out. And the things I fret about are usually big things rather than the 5 pounds that snuck on my butt or the bad haircut I impusively got. I've also proven to myself that I can be alone and not only be okay, but actually enjoy it. Enjoy it a lot! This is awesome. I crave more 'Adventures of Jen'. Bad haircuts and chubby butt and all.