Good gravy. I usually say this at the beginning of all of these posts, but holy moly time flies!
So I blinked and suddenly I was no longer 30. While turning 30 was a momentous milestone, 31 felt like nothing more than a whimper in comparison.
It was an intense year. An extremely intense year. To the point where I let all of my side projects fall to the wayside, and this poor blog didn’t get updated in 9 months. It also ended up changing somewhat drastically in the last few months, which have given me a good chance to reflect on this year, and to think about what I want to do next year.
Like I always do, I like to make a little checklist of the things I’m most proud of doing as a 30 year old, and setting some goals for next year.