My somewhat stereotyped view of your average 30-something (or 'proper grown-up' as I used to think of them) consisted of:
- Owning your own home
- Having babies
- Wearing suits
- Generally, having their shit sorted
- Own home - check. After a tumultuous time renting
- Babies - check. Well, one.
- Suits - Nope. Wearing formal wear makes me feel like a tool, and not a very useful one at that. Like a glass hammer or something
- Sorted - Nope. I still have no idea of my destination. The list of things I don't want to do is getting unmanageable, so I really need to focus on that one.
Now I've popped out a baby I'm refocusing my efforts on career stuff. I do like the company I work for, but there's not much scope for progression, and I don't intend to tread water for 10 years just in case a role becomes available.
Being in your 30's isn't much different from being in your 20's. Except you can't drink as much and not suffer horrendous hangovers, your knees click with a little too much enthusiasm on stairs and you've learnt to curb an overly exuberant excitability into an outward appearance of serenity. Inside you're still free-running off walls though.
The main difference between your 20's and 30's is that you've generally out a lot more shit going on, and a lot less time to deal with it.
What are your views on being in you 30's (or 20's, 40's, 50's 60's etc...)?
Are you where you thought you would be at this point in life?