Well, here we go!
First thing I did was make sure that I’m actually starting the countdown on the right day. Calendars are awful for this. 31-day months. 28-day months. It’s awful.
Anyway, I wanted to start by writing down what the 18-year old me thought that 30 would look like. Maybe 20-year old. But nonetheless, a much younger, and more naive, version.
At 30 years old I was going to:
- Get married (to Giana)
- Have founded a company which was ready to IPO or was a clear acquisition target
- Have moved back to NC after an SFO and NYC adventure
- Achieved don’t pay for your room status within a hotel chain in Vegas
And the story only gets more interesting from there