Post #56 – What gets better with age?

Hmmm… this is an interesting topic.  What gets better with age?  Since I’m 23 and consider myself relatively young in the scheme of adulthood, I don’t know too much about aging outside of the general growing up experience.

I do know that red wine gets better with age.  After trying some expensive wine at Morton’s The Steakhouse on my honeymoon and trying older wines while in China, I can say that old red wine is better than new red wine.  I think in general old alcohol is better than new alcohol, but to be honest, I don’t drink much so I don’t really know.  Serve me a Killian’s Irish Red with my dinner, and I’ll be happy!

When I was growing up, I expected my relationship with my parents to get better with age.  I figured that as I got older I would understand their perspective more and that they would treat me like an adult.  I thought we would be able to resolve our differences.  Sadly, as of right now, we aren’t even talking anymore.  I suppose at some point we will talk through all that has happened, but until that point, my relationship with my parents is one thing I expected to get better than just hasn’t.

As for one thing I didn’t expect to get better with age that did, I would have to say that my weight and general fitness has improved rather than getting worse.  Of course, I haven’t had kids yet, but still.  I figured my weight and fitness level would stabilize when I grew up and got a big kid job that didn’t allow for me to make drastic changes to my lifestyle.  But recently, I have lost weight and begun to exercise, so I am slimmer and healthier than I have been in as long as I can remember!  And the best part is that I am still losing weight!  I love Pilates and eating healthy, delicious food.  Also, I love discovering new recipes that help accomplish the eating of healthy, delicious food.

What do you think gets better with age?

On life identity crisis… aka the search for what to do after graduation

I am a control freak planner.  I will admit it.  I like to think through every single possible scenario so that I know how to react to whatever happens.  I also love to plan in advance.  It is September 19th, 2009.  I graduate on May 8th, 2010.  And I am freaking out.  I have so many, seriously fabulous options of what to do with my life.  I just don’t know which one to pursue first.  In all honesty, I will most likely pursue many different paths in life.  The decision lies in which path to pursue first. . . and yes, it will probably be the one less traveled by.

While attempting to focus my search on what to do with life, I visited the Career Center at my university.  While I doubted that this would actually help, my advisor and parents really encouraged me to visit.  Wanting to attempt to do anything that could potentially help so that I wouldn’t be scolded later for not trying everything, I dutifully scheduled an appointment and spent a delightful hour listening to my career advisor talk about her experience and tell me that I would be extremely good at whatever path I pursue.  She also mentioned that having many paths to pursue was quite excellent, which I found ironic since my purpose in visiting was to gain clarity as to which path to pursue first.

I still don’t know.  I want to be a professor.  I want to work with a social justice organization.  I want to travel.  I want to work in publishing.  I want to write.  And eventually, I know that I will most likely pursue all of these dreams in one form or another.  For now, I am keeping my options as open as possible.  I have scheduled to take my GRE so that I can keep the grad school option open for the next 5 years.  And I am researching jobs and organizations.  I am also attempting to blog and write more.  This coming week I have more free time than usual, so I will hopefully post more and be able to work on all of my blogs.  And so… the search continues… and I still don’t know who I am or what to do.