M I L E S T O N E S A N D E X P E C T A T I O N S

So this last weekend was my eldest sisters thirtieth birthday, and that's a big thing. People who are like: 'age is just a number' are obviously over rational, and in turn, we probably wouldn't be friends. Rationality is overrated, and if I'm being honest, a little boring. Having grown up in a household with three sisters ranging from the ages of twelve to thirty, hormones rule the roost, which has resulted in some quite hilarious stories over the years. Fights over who got the top bunk ended up with me banished from my own bedroom sleeping on the hallway rug with a towel as a blanket. Us resenting eachother for our parents own double standards often resulted in cruel tricks and waterworks. And stealing eachothers clothes without asking very regularly came to hair pulling and face scratching. However despite all this, we are best friends, and milestones really bring that out in eachother.

Anyway, my sisters boyfriend planned her this amazing evening, a trip to Paris, and a lovely sunday spent with myself enjoying good wine in cosy London pubs; which got me thinking about the years between us. There is so much expected of a person in their twenties: 'the world is your oyster' people are constantly saying to me. This is the decade to nail your career paths, find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, start saving money, join the property ladder, start thinking about beginning a family. At the same time you're being told to not take everything too seriously, be frivolous, chop and change jobs, partners, hobbies, and friends, and find out who it is you want to be. What a juxtaposition right!?

So you're telling me I'm simultaneously supposed to be going on five dates a week whilst thinking about marriage and kids; impulse spending my money on myself while I'm my only responsibility, but at the same time putting money aside for my future and building on my five year career plan. Your twenties have so much potential for progression and improvement, but are also your last chance to f*ck around and discover for yourself what is important to you and what is a complete waste of time and energy. Advice from 30 yrs + adults is coming at me from all angles, and I'm sat here with a to-do list and a tequila shot like I don't even know where to start anymore. If I can get to the end of my twentys and be able to say:

then I'll be happy, cause this sh*t isn't easy.

Anyway in my experience, with three of the four of us sisters in their twenties, I can honestly say that there is no right way to do it. This decade is completely subjective to what you hold dear. If you want to travel, go for it. If you want to find a man/woman and settle down, thats up to you. And if you want to spend your weekends absolutely sloshed and making hazy memories, no judgement here. This is your decade; and I think I'll be spending mine embracing a little bit of all those things.

More to follow!