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Monday, 22 January 2018

Turning 30 and still clueless!

30!!!!!! When the hell did that happen, ok well it hasn't happened yet, but this year I turn 30, 30! 

When I was younger I alway's thought that by this time I would already be married and have children and be a famous actress. Ok yes I do get married this year, but apart from that I guess life doesn't turn out how we want sometimes. 

Even when I was 20 I thought I have 10 years to find someone to marry, get a job I love and pop out some kids. In fact I went to uni, now work in retail and kids are something I am praying for. Ok so I am making my life seem really rubbish at the moment, in truth it isn't. Yes ok I have no idea what career I would love to do as I seem to change my mind every week, but I have a lovely home, a gorgeous doggy, a man I love and did I mention I get married this year??? 

At high school I would look at grown ups who are my age now and I thought they must be so clued up, they know what they are doing and they have a life. Now I am that age, I am just as clueless as I was back then.

Family wise I am very happy, I have my fiancee and our dog and our home. Yes I would love a baby but that is being worked on. Job wise, erm lets not talk about that. I would love to write for a living but I don't think my grammar and spelling would do very well. I would also love to teach but I don't have the money to go back to uni to train again. I think I am beginning to come to the conclusion that you never really have your life together. 

I find myself getting unbelievably weirded out by the fact that myself and Paul are adulting at all, like when it sinks in that you have a job and you pay for everything, I sometimes feel like I am just playing house but then something will happen and I will look for an adult and it sinks in that I am the adult. 

When did that happen???? Like I still only understand 1 function on my washing machine!! I still don't fully understand how to make poached egg. I don't always do the washing up, I still leave clothes lying around. The only difference between now and when I was a teenager is that my mom isn't around asking me to bring plates down or to do my washing. 

I cant be the only person out there who is utterly clueless at this age??? Please tell me I'm not, please, someone out there....... 

Don't get me wrong I do love adulting too, like no one can tell me not to eat chocolate cake at 7 in thr morning, but then you have to pay all the bills. You have to do a full food shop but then no one can tell you not to order pizza. I suppose it's a bit give and take.


Anyone else suck at adulting?
 


See You Soon
Lots of love 
Lottie
Xxx
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  1. I would love to lie and say that at nearly 44 I have my life sorted and I understand all those programmes on my washing machine.
    I dont. Point blank.
    If you ask me what I would tend to be found doing on my day off, it should be things like hoovering, cooking, dusting, food shopping etc.
    My answer is usually reading a good book, cross-stitching, playing with the pup and writing reams of stuff.
    Not practical. Not adulting..........
    But I am happy. And for me, that means more than trying to conform to the ideals that we have, the preconceived notions that by age XYZ we should have 2.4 children, a large house with a family car, pet, and family holidays.
    Do whatever works for you!
    Oh, and if it is any consolation, my 30s were great. My 40s EVEN BETTER!!!
    Can't wait for my 50s!! xxxx

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