I’ve hit the dirty thirties! FYI I decided that now was the best time to consider relocating…
Not what I expected it to be or feel like… then again my birthdays never are.
There was so much I wanted for myself and my life that I thought I’d have accomplished by now but things barely ever go according to plan, I often have to deviate and wing it.
I had written a 30 Before 30 list, don’t know if you’ve checked it out but I did not accomplish as much as I thought I would have by now but it’s okay. Your girl’s still working at it.
MY 30TH BIRTHDAY
I had such an awesome, love-filled week. I feel truly blessed.
On my actual birthday, my mom took me out for lunch at the lovely Shabanga Guest Farm in Cove Rock; which she discovered on the radio. The burger was so satisfying and the vibe of the place is super chilled. Definitely, a place I’ll revisit.
Later for dinner, my dad honoured me with a juicy fish braai.
On the weekend I had a small birthday celebration/farewell with my friends. It was truly heart-warming.
I’m so grateful and feel so blessed to have the friends that I have. We have grown so much together and gotten to see each other’s transitions from high school kids into adulthood.
The past year has been one of the most challenging of my adult life filled with plenty of self-doubt, stress and uncertainty.
I found myself questioning the point of my very existence.
Looking back though, I see that I have actually grown as a person. Sure, I’m not where I pictured I’d be at this age but I am feeling pretty optimistic and positive I’ll get to where I want to be.
I usually get pre-birthday depression but this year it didn’t hit me the way I thought it would. I had quite a good time and I feel pretty good about myself as a person.
THE STRESS OF RELOCATING
I’m super excited to be starting a new chapter in Cape town but damn, packing my shit (even though I don’t have much), is stressing me out. I don’t know what to take and what to leave behind.
Relocating is tough!
I ended up having a bit of a tiff with my mother about my suitcase and what I should be taking and leaving behind. My stubborn ass never listens but I came to realise that she has a valid point when she said I’m going to start a new life and it was time to let go of some old things.
I did all of my packing basically the night before I left because I’m a procrastinator like that and that’s probably why it was so damn stressful.
I won’t lie, I think that living at home has spoiled me.
I’ll share more about my actual relocation to Cape Town in the post “Small City Girl Moves to The Mother City” so please subscribe so you can receive the update straight to your inbox.