Nina In New York: In Which I Enter A New Decade
A lighthearted look at news, events, culture and everyday life in New York.
By Nina Pajak
So, today I turn 30.
For a very long time, all my friends were the ones turning 30 while I remained in my twenties. It was nice, really nice, while it lasted. Having a late birthday is a gift I did not value until sometime around my mid-twenties, when I suddenly understood what adults had been telling me my whole childhood. For a long time, it was just frustrating. I was the last to hit all the age-related milestones: Bat Mitzvah, driver’s license, whatever happens when you’re 18, drinking legally. I was always striving to be and act older than I was. But now I see that a far larger portion of my life will be spent happily younger than all my rapidly aging friends. It’s fun to be obnoxious sometimes.
Of course, time marches on for all of us, and I always do catch up. Now that I am embarking on a new decade, and one that seems rather more significant than the previous, I feel the need to do another round of resolutions. Long-term, decade-type resolutions.
In no particular order, I vow to:
- Become a homeowner.
- Become a landowner.
- Become the type of person who doesn’t let produce liquify in its bags in the fridge without ever being touched.
- Rescue another dog.
- Learn to properly train dogs.
- Have at least two children (more on this later).
- Manage to care for and clothe and feed said children without accidentally ruining their lives in any way, subtle or overt.
- Liberate our wedding gifts from my mother’s basement.
- Live in a home with its own washer/dryer.
- Finally lose that ten pounds I’ve been chasing since 25.
- Visit India.
- Develop a taste for Scotch.
- Complete a home improvement project.
- Accumulate an impressive collection of seasonal decorating paraphernalia and flatware.
- Grow a plant.
- Maintain and strengthen my sense of superiority over “kids today.”
- Learn to love yoga and/or running.
- Develop a “signature dish.”
I’ll check in with you all at 40. Let’s not hurry.