Another year has gone by and tomorrow I will turn twenty-seven. This time two years ago I was freaking out about my age and where my life was. Being half way to fifty really hit me hard; I truly had my quarter life crisis at twenty-five.
I was reading my post from last year; it was about my turning twenty-six. I was resolved to be more positive and enjoy where my life was.
“I don’t want to be nearly 27 and thinking man I wish I would of….so between 26 and gulp 27 I’m going to try new things and I’m going to within law and safety constrictions not say no to anything. There will be no panic attack over my age this year!”
This year I did as I hoped I would. I’ve reflected back on the past twelve months I see a lot of fun movie nights with my girlfriends, I see the completion of a massive project (my parents house), I see spending a month with my best friend in the sun and on the sand, I see a wonderful weekend in NYC with an amazing man, another week in Florida with my bestie an the same amazing man, I see being told I’ll be an aunt in February, I see working as a News Correspondent, fulfilling a dream to visit Harry Potter land, and I see a year that has been one of the best yet.
Twenty-five was hard so I decided to make twenty-six better.
Twenty-six was great so I want to make twenty-seven one for the record books; reach for the stars, be endlessly happy, and successful.
Oh yes, my post title. Did you get it? Today is the 26th of January and it’s my last day as a 26 year old. Tomorrow, my 27th birthday is on the 27th of January.
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Born in Denver Colorado January of 1988 I was instantly a daddy’s girl; I grew up handing him tools while he worked on vehicles, built porches, barns, shelves, or even our entire house. As I got older I went from handing him tools to using the tools. Not to brag but I am pretty strong, and I definitely know my way around a workshop.
Elementary and middle school my mother strongly suggested we play every sport for at least one year. Each sport was a miserable failure. I’m not athletically talented at all, but I swam, splayed softball, gymnastics, basketball, volleyball, and powder-puff football. I’m very competitive so keeping the bench warm wasn’t fun for me. At all.
4-H is where I ultimately found success. During my 10 years active in the organization, along with my younger sister, I showed turkeys (that was not pretty), hogs (totally rocked in showmanship), pigmy goats (the secret love of my life), and countless book projects including decorating, scrapbooking, and what led to a forever love of mine photography. I was named Tuscarawas County Jr. Fair Queen in 2006 and then placed 22nd in the Ohio State Fair Queen contest, not too shabby I don’t think. Not impressive; but also not dead last.
4th grade when we moved to Ohio I made a handful of girlfriends whom, to this day are wonderful cherished friends. Together we tanked at sports and excelled elsewhere. I am now Auntie Jamie to some of those friends beautiful children.
High school I stayed close to my well behaved friends, we immersed ourselves in clubs and ultimately preparing for college.
College. Ah college. I consider Ashland University my second home. I have never learned, grown, enjoyed so much as I did in the four years I spend at AU. I was the student senate historian, homecoming committee president, on hall counsel, and the most cherished extraordinary organization I was a part of, and still am and will forever be, is Phi Mu. I have never made a more life changing decision. I could go on for a year describing the things I learned and experience I gained; including making life long sisters, national involvement and impact, and just plain old good clean fun.
I graduated from Ashland May of 2012 with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Journalism with minors in history, applied writing, and digital media technology.
Today I am the research and development coordinator in the livestock and arborist divisions at Weaver Leather LLC. It’s a great stepping stone job.
Enough about me? Awesome, thanks!
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Another year has gone by and tomorrow I will turn twenty-seven. This time two years ago I was freaking out about my age and where my life was. Being half way to fifty really hit me hard; I truly had my quarter life crisis at twenty-five.
This year I did as I hoped I would. I’ve reflected back on the past twelve months I see a lot of fun movie nights with my girlfriends, I see the completion of a massive project (my parents house), I see spending a month with my best friend in the sun and on the sand, I see a wonderful weekend in NYC with an amazing man, another week in Florida with my bestie an the same amazing man, I see being told I’ll be an aunt in February, I see working as a News Correspondent, fulfilling a dream to visit Harry Potter land, and I see a year that has been one of the best yet.
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