I turn thirty tomorrow. And it's been kind of freaking me out.
Last week I got myself into a little panic about not having achieved so many of the things I had hoped to by the time I turned thirty. I don't yet have a book published, or an agent, or have my own house, or a business that I can say is truly successful.
But then I (and Tom, and several lovely people on twitter) reminded myself of all the things I have achieved before I turn thirty. What I have got and what I have done. And you know what, it's a pretty good list. I was planning on posting my list here to remind me of all the goodness that has gone on in my twenties, but as I searched through my photos to find the matching images to my "achievements" I came across this photo.
And I stopped.
Because really this says it all.
