I wrote a post titled “20 things I learned at the age of 24.” Be more cliché, Nicole, seriously. Although I came up with some pretty good points and shed some light on things that my 24-year-old self would have shook her head at, I reread it and thought “haha, wait, am I actually remarkably older and wiser than I was at 23?” Umm I’m going to go with a hard “no.”
I pay my rent, although I’m not sure if that totally qualifies me as financially responsible. My paycheck still screams “clothes” rather than “savings.” I still throw my wet towels on the floor and forget to fold my laundry before it gets too wrinkly. And I couldn’t tell you how old the Chinese food is that’s sitting in my fridge right now.
On a good day if you were to ask me how I felt about where I was at this point in my life I would say, “Ya, I’m cool with not having it all together.” But then I look at Facebook and see that half of my classmates are getting married or are engaged and the other half graduated college and have a stable income. And then there are people like me: twenty-four and sleeping on an air mattress at my best friends apartment with her, her boyfriend, and their two cats. It sounds like the storyline of a sitcom, but for me it’s a reality.
By the time I turned 24 I thought I would have a ring on my finger, money in my savings account, and know how to cook something other than toast. Maybe even go as far as to stop using my friends brothers Netflix account and get my own.
^ The life I want, but the life that just isn’t. At least for now.
My life doesn’t look any better at 24 than it did at 23 on the outside. In fact, it probably looks worse. I don’t own nice things. I’m not successful or cool by any means. I still don’t know how to do my taxes. I’m broke, I’m messy, I’m imperfect … and I’m so happy. Life isn’t easy, but as soon as you realize that you don’t need to have it all figured out you can work with what you do have figured out.
I don’t know what 24 will bring, but I do know a few things I want to leave behind in 23: bros who wear deep V necks, drunk Snapchatting/texting/using any form of social media while intoxicated, overdraft fees…annnndd going on Tinder dates.
I don’t know about you…but I’m feelin’ 24. Sort of.