Quarter

September 2011 marks the start of my 25th year alive on this old earth.

I’m not having a quarter-life crisis. But I nearly am.

It’s not that I necessarily feel old—I have enough post-25 readers to know that I would get very much in trouble if I said 25 makes me feel old—it’s more that I just don’t have much to show for my life. At least, not as much as the 15 year-old me ten years ago figured I’d have. When I was 15 I fancied I’d be living in New York and curating for the Metropolitan Museum of Art by now. Making bank at my job—my job with benefits, ho, ho! Fluent in multiple languages. With six-pack abs and a collection of really nice power suits. A brownstone apartment with a walk-in closet. Daily market runs for organic crudités and Perrier™. Self-actualised. Thicker hair.

Pretty much Jennifer Garner is what I thought I’d be by the time I was 25.

This past month, every time I looked at the calendar I’ve felt a little shudder of terror resounding through my heart: I have to do something. I have to do something with my life. I’m turning 25. What if five more years pass and I turn thirty still with so little under my belt?

Since I’m having not-quite-a-crisis-but-certainly-an-awakening at this my twenty fifth year of life, I have kicked myself into high gear trying to accomplish things I can be proud of in the next five years. I am setting goals—and meeting them!—left and right.

Here’s some of what I’m trying to accomplish and how I plan on accomplishing it during year 25:

Physical Prowess:
• Become moderately active. Get outside and exercise for at least 30 minutes 5 days per week.
• Run a 5K without complaining about it.
• Weigh 142 again and stay there.
• Strengthen self control and will pimples away once and for all.
• Shower daily.
• No, seriously.

Mental Acuity:
• Earn at least $2,000/month through sundry employs (but really, the more the better).
• Write 3-5 blog posts every week.
• Double my blog stats by September 2012.
• Find someone to pay me for blogging. For reals this time.
• Draft a novel before I turn 26.
• Write at least 750 words per day outside of blog.

Spiritual Giantness:
• Pray daily.
• Read scriptures daily.
• Attend temple weekly. (I’m backlogged and owe God several months’ worth of temple trips. I’ll have to double up for a while.)

Character Development:
• Do something I dread at least once per week.
• Practice piano 45 minutes/day.
• Complete Royal Conservatory of Music certification.
• Take reusable bags every time I go grocery shopping.

Wifelyness:
• Do one nice thing for PK every day.
• Stick to self-imposed chore list.
• Write a budget every month. Stick to it. Get out of debt.

So there you have it. After a full and frenzied summer which was awful fun but none too productive, I am getting back on the bandwagon of fully functioning adulthood.

And I have to hurry. My 15 year-old self is waiting.

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This post is written in conjunction with the Spin Cycle over at Sprite’s Keeper, the topic of which this week is What I Did Over Summer Vacation. But I wrote more about What I’m Doing Now That Summer Vacation is Dead and Gone. Hope that’s okay.

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17 Responses to Quarter

  1. CaJoh says:

    This is one of those milestones that may feel like a let down. I’ll explain why:
    At 16 you can drive
    At 17 you can get into an R rated movie
    At 18 you can vote (or get drafted, your choice)
    At 19 you can drink in some college bars
    At 20 you are no longer a teen
    At 21 you can legally drink
    Then you don’t have anything to look forward to until you are 25 when your insurance rates go down. After that there is nothing to look forward to until you turn 65 when you retire.

    Wishing you the best of skill in achieving your goals.
    Happy birthday!

  2. Alaina says:

    Aw, happy birthday! And don’t feel bad…take it from this 30 year old..25 is nothing! You’re good!

    Enjoy your day!

  3. Sigh. I’m turning 35 in September and I’m not on the Broadway stage or working for the FBI or even skinny. But I am married to a wonderful man who loves me so much and the mother of a little girl who looks so much like her father and acts so much like her mother. I think I’m going to be counting my blessings a little louder this year. :-)
    (And I owe God loads of temple time. Wanna sit together and break bread? :-))
    You’re linked!

  4. Oh my gosh! It is good to be back. I’m sorry I have been MIA, will you forgive me? This is hilarious. YOU are hilarious. Trust me, 25 will be your best yet. :)

  5. Anonymous says:

    Okay, your to do list is making me have a panic attack. And that is coming from someone who is a fervent list-doer. Cut back, dear sister. Way back. Or you’re just going to throw in the towel and give up. Then you’ll feel like a failure. Then you’ll think your life is going no where. Then you’ll have a breakdown, and who will be my kids’ favorite aunt!? Just choose one and do it well until it is done. Then another after that. Depth not breadth.

  6. Chloe says:

    Oh, I know how you’re feeling. I’ve felt the same way since I turned 25 a week ago.
    That’s a good list!!
    And I’m laughing after reading $2,000! You know, here in Spain it’s something impossible to earn $2,000/month. Impossible, unless you’re the boss haha
    My goal is to earn at least €800/month. Sad, yes. But that’s life!

  7. irene says:

    i still have three months for my 25, but i’m already thinking what i failure i am!! need to do a list like yours! :)

  8. Dutch girl says:

    I think learning something really gives you a good feeling about yourself. When I turned 30 (and finally graduated, so embarrassing) I thought: wow, ten years ago I was a nobody, but since then I’ve learned two extra languages (Italian and Portuguese) and moved abroad twice (ehm, Italy and Portugal, that’s right). This year I turn 35 and I am happier than ever: I have established myself as a professional translator (tip for Chloe: this month I earned €800 in one week, actually it was €850), I do yoga and pilates, and I can add two more countries to my “living abroad experiences”. But, most importantly, the year I turned 35 will be remembered as: the year I learned how to knit! Ha! I’m embracing aging ;-)

  9. Mariano says:

    Hey happy birthday!! Good luck with all of your goals!

  10. Maureen says:

    For me, 25 was a bit anticlimactic. I had my 25th birthday, and was like, that’s it? But I did a lot of stuff that year, like graduating with a Master’s degree, getting a job, and a boyfriend. Hmmmm…. Anyway. Happy birthday and good luck with your goals. I’m sure you’ll do awesomely well.

  11. Mindi says:

    Your list made me feel exhausted. I’m going to go eat some chocolate and take a nap. Good luck with your goals!

  12. Alicia says:

    I think everyone has a hard birthday. This 28th one is getting to me. Here I am almost 30 and I just don’t feel that old. I feel really young and immature and now that I’m almost 30 I really should be better at things. I can’t chalk it up to youthful inexperience and naiveté. No, someone this old should know better. But here’s to your great lists! Keep us posted with your progress.

  13. Ros says:

    Happy Birthday! I think I would need until I’m 25 just to do all those things! Good luck xxxx

  14. James Pawsey says:

    I actually did have a quarter life crisis. I got over it by resolving to live forever. I’m now having another one as I decide whether I want to go and live in Moldova.

  15. Pseudo says:

    You are only three years older than my daughter… So, yes, you do seem very young to me.

    Your list is quite impressive. I think you don’t have to worry at all about letting your 30-year old self down.

  16. First of all, you’ve made me feel terribly, terribly old. I mean, I am almost 26. But I look back on those days – of turning 25 – and they just seem like they were yesterday. It’s a glorious time, don’t take it for granted.

    Second of all, good luck – each and every one of those goals is possible. Except maybe showering daily, who’d want to do that?

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