What I’m aiming for is shabby chic; so we are adding only spots of color in some places, like the walls are eggshell right, but we’re going to paint one corner something with more color. Not too bright, not pastel either…it needs to be calm. I found something while I was going through dulux site but I kinda got lost there; so much stuff to see.

Anyway, we’re staying away from white or light colored furniture because of the kids and focusing more on colors that don’t stain easily. I would really love an oversized bean bag chair as it’s something I’ve always wanted to own. It’s so comfortable. So, in case you’re wondering what to get me for my birthday *hint hint*. Oh, and I receive gifts in advance, there’s no need to wait till the actual birthday.

• I’ve learned that I am not you. Oh, didn’t I realize that before now? Well, maybe I knew with my head, but the rest of me is just catching up. So, now I know and appreciate that I’m me. I love being me with my quirks and foibles…I love that I don’t have to be anyone else so now I can fully explore me to my heart’s content.

• Another thing I’ve learned is that I don’t have to please you. Hmmm… No, I’m not generally a people-pleaser, but I have this nasty habit of subverting the truth simply because I’m concerned about how you’ll see me. But you know what? I’m going to speak my mind…heck! I love speaking my mind. And if you’re wondering how I feel about the way you see me, revert to the point above.

• Oh yeah, I love this new maturity that I’m feeling. It’s crazy and I wish I had it in my twenties (another thing I really love saying…’my 20s’) then again, I guess it wouldn’t mean so much to me if I’d had it in my twenties (I couldn’t resist ). I understand that the world doesn’t revolve around me, and I’m cool with it. I know Hubby sometimes hurts me, but I also know I hurt him too. LESSON: We are human and the best way to do life is not to take the negatives personal especially from those you love.

• I have finally (FINALLY) learned to stop looking at that lepa shandy (Translate: skinny girl) and wishing that was me. I love being curvaceous…I read somewhere that it’s called abondanza in Italian; that is, abundance and Lord, I am abundant! LOL. I am not a size 10 but I’m not a size 14 either. So I’m just perfect for me. I might lose weight in the near future, but that’s because it makes me feel good.

• And yes, I’m now a bit about ME. One of the best things about being 30 for me, is knowing that it’s okay to think about me and do things for me sometimes. I am not usually a selfish person (pity) but I do have traces of selfishness. Right now, I don’t bother beating it into subjugation instead, I embrace it and put it in that trunk labelled ‘My Sanity.’

At 30 I feel like the world is just unfolding for me. I have laid the foundations of my life and it’s time to build the beautiful structure that is me. I am excited. I am awed. And I am humbled. I am in love with me and it feels good; it is from there I find the strength to be in love with anyone else.

I really love being 30 and I had no idea I would. I am exploring several facets of me (yes, including my sensuality) and gradually becoming the woman God made me to be. Life is not perfect but at 30, I’ve come to appreciate that and to find contentment in the imperfect perfection that is my life.

I really like being 30.

I think I must have been an interior decorator in my former life (not like I believe in all those things but…) I really love tinkering with furniture, colours and textures to create a serene and beautiful home. Of course with the kids running around, there isn’t much that is serene.