39, I am coming for ya.

It’s my last year in my 30s. 

Crazy when I say that out loud. 

But I’m embracing it. 

My 30s have been some of the best years when it comes to growing into myself and finding out who I really am and where I want to spend my time. 

As I type, I think of how much more confident I am in my professional career and life in general because of the countless reps and mistakes I’ve made along the way. I am more sure of myself.

I know what I like and don’t like. 

I love change and taking (calculated) risks. 

The people pleaser in my 20s is long gone and I know my worth and what I bring to the table. 

I like quality over quantity.

I am OK taking the path less traveled. 

I don’t compromise my values and integrity.

Boundaries and protecting myself is always top of mind.

No is a full sentence. Let people sit in silence for a minute after you’ve explained yourself.

And if you don’t like me, I really can’t help you. I think I am a pretty awesome person. 

I’m excited to see how this year unfolds. Throw in a tiny bit of “Holy sh*t, I am getting up there, man” and we have a healthy combination of reality.

39, I am coming for ya.