I am turning 21 in approximately 12 days, though I might as
well be 30.
This is me.
My name is Siobhan (pronounced Shavon for those who don’t
know Gaelic) I’m a licensed insurance agent for one of the top insurance
companies in the country. I work full time to support myself, my full-time student roommate, a slightly brain-damaged dog, and
an unknowingly pregnant cat that we adopted (Ms. preggers soon became 1 momma cat
and 5 adorable babies.)
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| 2 of the 5 |
We’re a unique family.
With my 21st birthday approaching, I've realized
how very young I really am.
People at work are constantly surprised when they find out
that I’m younger than 25. The youngest of my co-workers is 28. Now that 7 or 8
years may seem like nothing to some but let me put it in to perspective.
These people graduated from high school in 2002 or earlier.
At that time, I was in 5th grade.
When they were graduating college, I was in my very first
year of high school.
When I graduated from high school in 2009, they were
celebrating 5th and 6th year wedding anniversaries, and
the 1st birthdays of their second child.
One year ago, I was still technically a teenager.
30 years of age is definitely not old, but I’m still almost
10 years away from that. It’s too soon for me to be settling into a career.
Especially one as boring as insurance (no offence to the insurance enthusiasts
out there)
So I've decided to change my life. If I’m going to be 30
years old, it’s going to be a 30 that I’m happy with. I’m done settling.
So with the start of the new year, comes the start of a new
adventure for me. I’d love to tell you that I’m going to travel, or go back to
school, or do something exciting, but unfortunately for me I have bills to pay,
and no money for much else.
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