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ALMOST LESSONS OF A 32-YEAR-OLD 


It’s been like a month, do you miss me? Anyone? No. Anyway, you guys totally missed my birthday. I am still accepting gifts by the way. Note: I am always accepting gifts.

So, I turned 32 on October 12th which means I am pretty much an expert on life. I would also like to add parenting expert on my vitae; although, I have yet to give birth or be a “parent.” Anyway, for some time birthdays have been a time of reflection and goal setting. So, how was 31? Let’s take a walk down memory lane shall we?

For the first time ever, I am considering forgiveness, releasing grudges and revisiting old relationships. I like to cut people off rather swiftly because I don’t like drama, discomfort or draining relationships. Note: The list is long and goes back to the early 2000s so if you’ve pissed me off recently, it’ll take about 15 years for redemption. 

Historically, the environment dictated which Ashlee you would get but this can be exhausting. My dominant traits include being cynical and deadpan (characteristics used to describe this blog) but I can also be super quiet which is likely because I am analyzing the environment, judging you internally and or both.

This past year, I came to a few realizations regarding my professional career. Since 20, I’ve worked hard to maintain both a professional and academic career with supporting extracurriculars and volunteer work. I tried to acquire every skill necessary to obliterate peers. Now? I don’t really care to impress, prove anything or be an organization’s best employee. I would rather be Ashlee’s best employee where there is no limit on creativity, no competition; most importantly, no coworkers cap on salary.

Last but not least, my spending habits continue to drastically change. Everything requires a Cost-Benefit Analysis. I prefer to do my own facials, manicures, pedicures and eat at home because the food sucks out here. Very different from the woman who got weekly manicures, only ate and drunk out, had a spa membership, and a host of other unnecessary shit.

This upcoming year, I hope to successfully drop Baby Gumbeaux. Actually, I am hoping to do that this week because I am tired of being pregnant and she’s tired of being folded up inside of me like a lawnchair. Other goals include but are not limited to finishing the PhD (I need to replace tuition for childcare), monetizing all skills, being the best entrepreneur ever, and doing a better job of staying in touch with family and friends (I guess that means I have to use the telephone, I detest the phone). I would also like to travel more. I largely avoided this because flying while knocked up is uncomfortable and peeing every 15 minutes makes traveling challenging. Maybe I should be nicer and let my guards down too… Nahhhhh!

I am so mature!

Read and share my previous (super old) post: How Insecure Made Me Obsessed with Nick Hakim. Follow me on both Pink Gumbeaux and Baby  Gumbeaux!

Ashlee, out!

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2 Comments

  1. AdultingintheCity

    I am very proud of you for just towing the line on full adulthood! I am inspired. If I ever blog again I am linking this…also #freenugget

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