24. I was living in Edinburgh, had met BF. I had a wonderful life and lots of friends. I was poor but didn't care, I still managed to travel and I was happy all the time.
The year I turned 21. I had gotten out of a bad relationship just prior and spent the first half of the year dating around, having lots of NSA sex. I had my own apartment, was working crazy hours, actually had some extra cash, bought a bed at a ski house. Just all around fun. Later that year H and I started dating and that was amazing too.
Post by mrsukyankee on Feb 25, 2014 9:22:15 GMT -5
I loved my entire 30s much more than my 20s. I'd say out of them, 38 was my favourite as I played at the highest level of field hockey in my life, married my DH and was loving my job, plus I was quite fit. 45 is turning out quite nicely, I have to say.
23-26 I lived in a small apartment complex with a pool in the middle. (think Melrose place) It was a constant awesome party and it was completely normal to see people skinny dipping at 3am. Now I am in bed asleep by 9pm but at the time it was some of the best times of my life.
Last year was great. I started competing more seriously, my health was great, my H and I were good, I gained a best friend. This year should be more of the same.
Separated from my ex and said fuck it, I'm going to do what makes me happy. Took time off from med school to live in South Africa, had a decent amount of sex, travelled a lot throughout Africa and then met my boyfriend (and continue to have a decent amount of sex lol).
Post by jeekerbeeker on Feb 25, 2014 9:26:42 GMT -5
I'm going to say the later half of 32 and 33. (I'll be 33 in August) Despite the crappiness of last year and everything that happened with XH I am really enjoying life right now. I'm living on my own for the first time and I am completely in charge of my life. Plus, I am ridiculously happy these days. It's the best.
I keep changing my answer, but I actually think I'll go with this. My kids are good, my marriage is good, my job is going well and I'm almost done grad school. I feel really good about myself as a parent, a wife, and a professional. We're actually getting ahead financially. I'm happy with the way I look. College was awesome, my 20's and early 30's were pretty good too, but I wouldn't want to go back, you know? I'm where I want to be right now, whereas back then I always felt something was missing. I was very unsure of myself and that colors my perception of those years, I think.
Our first year of marriage. We were both still students and weren't in the year of graduation stress and job searching yet. We pretty much just enjoyed being married and made fun a priority. We were poor but "rich" for students. Lol.
Probably 21. I was dating H, I was in college, it was my second season of dancing/cheering for the local arena football team, I was in the best shape of my life, I made so many awesome friends from cheering and it was just a more carefree/worry-free time of my life. They were my glory days, lol.
26. Dating was still fun, I went to Europe by myself, had my own cool apartment, spent most weekends partying with my gay boyfriend and I was the thinnest I've been in my adult life.
I'm loving right now. I'm 31. I was actually just thinking about this. We went out Friday night, and I was dancing like an absolute fool trying to make J laugh. Up until very recently, I would have been way too self-conscious to do that. I'm totally comfortable with myself, and just blissfully happy with my life. The only thing that would make me happier is if I got pg on our honeymoon.
Post by walterismydog on Feb 25, 2014 9:50:10 GMT -5
I feel like every age of my life has been significant in some way, but I am *really* loving my 30s, especially lately. I've always been comfortable in my own skin and being my own weird self, but even more now that I'm older. I have amazing friends, amazing family, relatively low amounts of drama (even the "drama" is not that big of a deal and I just brush it off)...now if only I were a little more financially secure. But being poor isn't as bad as it seems.
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Since 27 & 28 (current age) have been let's see how many different ways we can hurt our body years; I'll go with 21-22 when I first started dating my H. That was a fun year.
24. We got married that year and it seemed like a huge group of our friends did too, so all summer long was weddings and engagement parties. I started a new job that year and DH started his masters program.
College was fun but I actually prefer the freedom and independence of living on my own, having a car, and having money So I guess I would say 32. As my kids get older, I enjoy them more and more so it feels like life is getting progressively easier and therefore better.
We had been married for 4 years, had been living in our little starter home for over a year, I was in good shape, thin, yet not on a stupid diet or starving myself. Going to the gym, for walks and yoga. Having fun with friends and decorating my little house, Work was in a really good place, and still a BLAST, and I had good bangs. This was also prekids so we went on some cool trips we wanted to go on that year, and didn't have as many family obligations on our time. I love DS but that year really shines as a golden time of me being ME before I was someone's Mom.