All Up In The AirDropping things since 2003!

I guess it’s time to do the year-end review. Well, so here I go.

Career-wise, 2007 it was tumultuous. I had so many highs and lows. Things were never just OK. It was either really bad or really good. Luckily it ended on a high note with my new job that will smooth things out. That is such a good thing.

Personally, 2007 was, well, also tumultuous. I made a few friends, got rid of a few friends. Had a boyfriend, broke-up with a boyfriend. Loved being around my family, wanted to disown my family. Things are on an upswing in this area as well. I hope 2008 continues the trend.

The biggest personal event, I think, was my parents decision to sell the house I grew up in. That was a tumultuous experience also. There was a buyer then the buyer couldn’t secure a loan and backed-out. Currently the house is still on the market. Insert ominous music here about the state of the housing market. For my parents sake, I hope it sells really soon.

I lived through another Las Vegas summer and found that the shiny newness of living here has really worn off. There are things that Vegas is lacking that Sacramento has in abundance that I really miss. Sacramento is so full of culture and variety. Las Vegas is an over-priced party town on the strip and nothing but strip malls and tract homes off the strip. Not that I’m complaining. If it wasn’t for the party part, I wouldn’t have my stage-hand job that I love. I also probably wouldn’t have my new job. So, thank heavens for the entertainment industry here. I don’t know how long I see myself living in Las Vegas but it was a great place for me to spend 2007.

I got some strange looks when I laughed out loud at work after reading this.

I might have accidentally on purpose forgotten to blog that last weekend was my birthday. The reason for this is that I seem to be getting more advice at this age than I have at any other age. Or maybe I’m just way more sensitive to it this time around.

In case you were wondering, I turned 29. A very small part of me wants to freak out because this is the end of the line for my 20’s.

Actually a very big part of me was freaking out about it a few months ago. Then I got my job and all that seems to have disappeared. I think it had something to do with getting better with age, or the feeling that I wasn’t getting better with age. But I digress…

So anyway, a small part of me wants to freak out about this whole business of getting older. Another small part of me wants to freak out because it thinks I should be freaking out more than I am. But the biggest part of me just wishes I was still on the cruise I took to Mexico 2 weeks ago to celebrate all this aging. Basically, I’m not freaking out about it as much as I thought I would. That’s a good thing, right?

Well, it seems that everyone and their dog has an opinion about my age. For the most part it’s been well-meaning advice. It got a little ridiculous when a 17 year-old fellow stage-hand reassured me that 29 was not old when I was telling him how impressed I was that he had found what he wanted to do (and gotten several certifications, and already been working in the industry for a couple of years) at such a young age.

So, I have to ask, where was all this advice when I turned 28? Will it just get worse when I turn 30? 31? I’m starting to wonder if that freak-out that people sometimes have when they reach an age milestone is because they’re getting older or because other people won’t shut up about it.