Today is my 27th birthday. As always, I love the fact that it is my birthday. Everyone is being extra nice to me. I get presents and food and time with my friends and family. But 27 is a little intimidating. Somehow, it feels a lot closer to 30 than 26 did. Not that that’s a bad thing. After all, 13 Going on 30 claims that your thirties are the best years of your life. If that’s the case, bring them on! Still, I feel like I have so much of my 20s left to enjoy. Thankfully, I have three more years! But if the last three years are any indication, these next three are just going to fly.
I have several goals for the next three years, but my one real goal, my ultimate goal, is really the one that matters. That goal is to become a NYT Bestselling Author by the time I turn 30. That gives me exactly three years. The good news is that next year is a leap year so you know, one extra day (woo-hoo!). My other goals are more personal, but that’s the big one. Until that happens, however, I am going to keep working as hard as I can and enjoying every minute of it.
Oh, and on that note, it’s my birthday. Go buy my books.