In four days, I will turn 22.
And for the first time in a long time, I have nothing planned.
I am a queen planner, and for most of my teenage years and college I have planned my own birthday parties…
But this year, I’ve got nothing. No inspiration. Not even really that much excitement. And I’m not sure why. Maybe because I’m turning 22, and well, nothing really exciting happens on your 22nd birthday.
Luckily, my lovely friend Mariah has agreed to head up my party-planning committee, and it should be fun to not plan all the details of my birthday for once. I’ve heard rumors of knockout and cake, so it should be pretty rad!