It’s been a while...

like almost 2 years?!
Wow, who woulda thought. But then again I was 16 when I started this blog and boy crazy. Or at least boy angsty...
Anyway, now I’m knocking on the door of 30.
Still single. Maybe some day that will change.
Still traveling, just recently got back from my 5th trip to the Hawaiian islands. Going back to Italy for the third time next month.
I’m a doctor.
I’m still in school... I promise, someday I’ll stop!

Last year I was making fun of my friends who were worried about turning thirty.
Jokes on me.
My life is nowhere near my mental image of thirty.
I should be married, or at least in a relationship by now. Nope. Probably because I’m too picky... but I mean, hopefully that means less heartbreak in the end, right?
Kids.. .shoulda had a houseful by now. Nope. But I have plans, luckily, as a woman, it’s easier for me to have kids, if I really want them. (And I do!)
A house, if nothing else, I should have my own place. But nope, again.
At least I have a good career and that part of my life is going well.
It’s funny, I have all these people that tell me they are proud of me when I keep coaching myself that I’m not a failure. That sounds extreme. I’m not mentally unstable, I’m not in a bad place, I just literally have failed at the social aspect of life. Meeting someone, having a relationship, those steps. People tell me it will happen, and I have to believe it, because if I don’t it does get a little depressing. I do want to love and be loved. I want a partner for this crazy life. Someone to share the ups and downs with.
Dont get me wrong, I wouldn’t trade my journey so far for where I am. So there’s the good part. I just am hopeful that someone good shows up soonish.

 Almost thirty and still got some boy angst.... haha.