I’m officially old, or so my sister tells me.
With my 25th birthday less than a month away, I thought I’d look back over the last few years, and see just how much things have changed, and how much I’ve grown.
So here we go!
I remember when I met my best friend, 7 years ago. We were 17/18 and thought we were so damn grown up.
As I sat with her the other day, drinking our skinny caramel macchiatos (because we are supes basic), discussing our mortgages and home insurance, I couldn’t help but look back.
When we were newly friends, our shopping trips consisted of NewLook, Top Shop, H&M and of course Primarché, now they’re Next Home, Matalan Home and my all time favourite, the Range.
We’ve swapped shoes for shelves and dresses for drawers. But you know what, I love it. I could easily spend hours wandering around the Range, mentally adding ever thing I see to my wishlist, along with a bigger home to house it all.
The feeling I get when I see a super cute candle holder, or another throw cushion that I totes don’t need but somehow end up buying, is just indescribable. The more homely and cosy my home is, the happier I feel.
I used to feel that way when I added to my fancy shoe collection. Not anymore, its all about the £6 ballet pumps from primark for this girl. £40 for a pair of shoes I’ll wear everyday for almost a year? That’s absurd. £50 for a throw that’ll sit folded on a shelf with the other 7 I own, only to be used a few times a year, if I remember I have it? Totally worth every damn penny.
I’m not even joking.
I remember when the biggest decision we had to make was whether we were going out to Mayhem or Element that night (to show just how old we are, neither of those clubs are around anymore), and whether to take a pair of flat shoes in our bags (N.B always make room for flats!) now, sipping our coffees we discuss mortgage providers and solicitors fees.
Even our texts are mature and responsible.
I mean, you can’t get more adult than discussing food shopping and comparing delivery rates.
How times have changed.
Its nice to reminisce about the past, but I wouldn’t change my present for anything in the world.
I guess I’m a real adult now, despite still feeling like a lost little girl at times.