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One year down and the decade that is supposed to be “the best one” is going pretty OK so far. Thirty years on the planet is pretty good going and all those years of me considering aged thirty proper old age were clearly incorrect. I am after all a spring chicken with many more adventures in me and the prime of my life unfolding in front of me as I speak… at least that’s what I tell myself.
Sitting with friends at the weekend, we talked about how when we turned thirty we were told that “all the caring what other people think would stop” and everything would be more relaxed. As perfectly put by my good friend ” you don’t turn a certain age and have a personality transplant”. To put it clearly, it has actually been a more subtle transition as opposed to waking up and feeling majorly different as a thirty something year old. I will say on that note however that there do seem to be some variations on life, conversations and the general priorities of those around us thirty somethings – as much as it pains me to admit it.
Reflecting back, the years of teenage hood were rather crazy. There was the figuring out of myself, gallivanting (in every sense of the word) and general misbehaving when I could get away with it. It was a time where I thought I knew everything but actually didn’t have a clue. Finally, it’s when there was always someone around to educate, inform and generally, give a lecture or two – something which I took majorly for granted and would’ve loved a bit more of in my twenties. Ah yes, my twenties – when all the other figuring out had to happen, co-insided with some travel, finishing of college, starting of a career then a second career and so much more. There was the transition of the hangovers to the now experience of needing a ventilator to feel human again after a night of drink. Meanwhile, my body went from allowing me to eat everything I wanted to needing to break a sweat to burn off even a few calories. As for the rest of it? Well, let’s just say there were plenty of lessons learned.
Moving deeper into thirties territory, the talk of “grown-up stuff” is increasing by the second. So much so that if the topics were to trend on the Twitter of my life, they’d go something like #Mortgage #Babies #Marriage #Money – not necessarily in that particular order however certainly in a similar frequency. Skipping back to those earlier years, I would’ve told you that such topics would send me running for the hills. After all, I just want to blog and drink nice coffees and have holidays in the sun for the most part… or do I?
All this talk can mean that focus shifts and getting trapped in societal expectations becomes so easy. We hear everyone talking about something so we think we want it. We observe people’s “perfect” lives on social media and we feel envy that they’re so far ahead compared to us. All the while, they’re looking at our lives and seeing something they want. Perhaps, it’s freedom, the will to travel or maybe even the single life? The grass is always greener my friends and what’s happening for someone else might not necessarily be what’s right for you. Likewise, when the talking happens, take a step back, stop scrolling and rejig your memory – what is it that you want and how are you going to get there? Keep your eye on whatever it is that means success for you – no matter what age you are.
Heading home to Kerry is always a journey that’s worth the 3+ hours trekking across beautiful Ireland. I know when I get home there’ll be a friendly face, a decent healthy dinner and endless walks on the perfect beaches – rain or shine. All the while, I try to absorb all the latest news and catch up on the recent successes around the area. From quality start-ups to political ventures and TV appearances, there’s never a dull moment in North Kerry – and that’s just based on what I get to catch up on.
Venturing home in 2011, a neighbour and friend – Sarah Blake had started East73rd.ie. Having known Sarah since we were teenagers, it came as no surprise that she’d become an entrepreneur. Surrounded by strong and inspiring ladies in her family, and following years of international experience in New York and London, a degree in PR and a head full of common sense, Sarah’s sights were always going to be set on something exciting and creative. Named Kerry Business Woman of the Year (fashion retail) in 2016 not long after the milestone of opening of her second store in CastleIsland, it seems the years keep getting better and better. Over the Easter weekend, sipping on her tea, Sarah shared her news that she had indeed been nominated again which looks like 2017 is set to be another show stopper.
Sourcing vintage clothing, occasion wear, crockery and cosmetics, the array of products available at East73rd.ie is both international and local. One such product range Sarah spoke passionately about was Maher’s bodycare. An all-natural award winning brand which heralds from nearby Listowel, it is currently taking off across Ireland. Telling me about the seaweed base in the skincare designed and created by Doctor Maher, I was ready to lather my own skin up at the first sight of it. It was clear that products aren’t chosen at random for the stores but rather selected super carefully with her customer base in mind.
Of course, it isn’t all work. Like all entrepreneurs, Sarah keeps the balance there with gym sessions, socialising and a good auld boogie – most recently taking part in ‘Strictly come dancing’ in aid of Beale GAA. In December 2016, Sarah danced her socks off in the local community centre showing she ain’t a one trick pony.
Considering what’s gone before, I asked Sarah ‘what’s in the pipeline?’. Hoping for a bit of juice. As cool as ever, she said she’ll keep doing what she’s doing. With some beautiful new designs coming in-store, occasion wear taking off and more and more Irish celebrities like Marissa Carter falling in love with her apparel. I’d say to keep watching this space…
To learn more or to connect with East73rd, visit any of the social media channels (@east73rd), keep an eye on the celeb’s wardrobes and if you’re in Ballybunion or Castleisland, don’t be shy – pop in for a gander.
I clicked into WordPress tonight and let out a roar of celebration. Recently, I had realised that I was nearing close to 100 blog posts and finally today, the number on the top of my dashboard said I was on 102. There was a serious self-rewarded pat on the back for me as I really haven’t been doing much blogging over the past year in particular.
Of course, my procrastinating self swung in with a reminder that in fact, I had actually only published 92 of the 102 typed posts meaning that 10 articles didn’t get to live their dream of one day going live on the world wide web.
Did I mention…
Hi, I’m June and I’m a serial procrastinator.
Even after my realisation of the graveyard of unpublished articles, oops I did it again. I wrote an article I had been working on for over two weeks. YES, TWO WEEKS!It makes it sound really long and interesting, doesn’t it? Well, it’s not. It’s average length but with lots of edits, inserted over-thought thoughts and stories I’m not sure I should share. Sitting by its virtual side, there’s some recipes that I had put together in an ad-hoc and hopeful manner over the years and even accompanied by some rather decent food porn. Finally, there are the journal-type pieces… the ones that I wrote in a hurry as a sort of reflection on the day I had left behind. Once they were written, that was enough and I moved onto the next without even a second thought.
It’s a mad analogy for life really. We can make the choice to start over with a load of new stories , we can go back and edit what’s gone by in the hope that we can salvage the remains or actually, we can sit and stew over what’s been written while quickly realising that it won’t do any good. I personally have done all of the above and you can probably guess which has worked out the best.
Here’s to the next 100 posts (published or not). Sure they were all great practice for what’s to come.