The day I have been reminding the boyf about every five minutes for the last week is here – my 26th birthday! Each year I think I will become less fuss-obsessed but the reality is, I just love birthdays. All birthdays – family, friends, and of course, mine 😉 I love celebrations and a chance to recognise how much someone means to me. I love buying (or making!) thoughtful gifts and writing cards. And I love cake. Duh.
A big part of that birthday fuss love fest is the chance to take stock of where I’m at across the core pillars of personal relationships, professional life, financial life and wellness generally. These categories wax and wane each year, but the key theme is that they are pillars to which I reflect on how far I’ve come and to which I can tie new goals.
I have loved my 25th year. It has felt like a whirlwind, but in the best way. I settled into my baby city apartment. I settled into my first official law firm job, and was admitted to the legal practice. I did my first Ironman 70.3. I went to Trinidad and Tobago for an amazing wedding. I opened my first business in the form of a little etsy store! And created a local fitness program for young lawyers. I found ways to say no to things that didn’t fit into my values. I built up some really powerful female friendships and feel inspired and empowered everyday when I spend time with those women. I did my first set of push-ups on my toes. I competed as a national semifinalist in a mooting competition.I’ve stuck to a budget (well, mostly). I made my first commissioned crochet blanket! I’ve begun to distill that which I love about life.
The boyf and I hiked and bonded and found a really great life rhythm together. We struggled through visa woes and job-related sucker punches. We each said goodbye to a grandparent. We supported each other through new starts and complicated times. We started working out together. We began to seriously plan for the future while recognising our future is forever warping and that our hearts are forever spread across two continents.
And there really is so little more I could ask for. But at my core I am a goal-setter. It is my most favourite of all my hobbies and one of the habits that defines me. As I begin my 26th year, I have set 27 goals to hit (or progress!) before I turn 27. Generally I set hundreds of goals, and life helps me drill down to those that matter most – so it may be that reality gets in the way of some of these. But that’s okay. They reflect my values as I stand here now, freshly 26 and freshly embarking on part 2 of my twenties.
1. Open an index fund.
2. Open a second facet of my business.
3. Publish another article.
4. Apply to masters at Georgetown.
5. Do a pull up.
6. Finish an ironman 70.3 in 6.5 hours.
7. Maintain this blog and continue to grow my readership.
8. Participate in one handmade market.
9. Make one amigurumi toy.
10. Read 10 books.
11. Go hiking in the Stirling Ranges.
12. Plug in to the Perth female small business community.
13. Write 15 pen pal letters.
14. Learn brush lettering.
15. Volunteer at one big local event.
16. Participate in a national mooting competition.
17. Watch one documentary on a completely unfamiliar topic.
18. Do a handstand.
19. Build a stronger relationship with my family.
20. Save $30,000.
21. Reduce belongings by 25%.
22. Finish project life scrapbooks for 2015 and 2016.
23. Settle as a litigator.
24. Find a flow around our home.
25. Develop my meditation practice.
26. Find peace with food.
27. Embody the spark joy mentality.
There is one secret goal life event for this year I haven’t included – mainly because it is one I have no control over. But I’m positively buzzing for this year of life! Thank you for sharing in it. Now – time for cake.