As moving day hit us I spent a while walking around the empty house and I couldn't help but feel heartbroken to leave behind the larder door with my family and friends heights scrawled all over the inside of it. The memories came flooding back and boom...more tears. Am I ridiculous to be crying about a house that I haven't lived in for 8 years?
Hi! My name is Jojo, I'm a writer and editor, I've just turned 30 and I'm moving to Australia in March 2016. No, I'm not doing it the adult way, I don't have a work visa - Lord, no - I'm grasping my last chance to spend one (hopefully two) years 'bumming around' (technical term) and becoming reacquainted with a long lost friend of mine: Relaxation. Yes, that's right, I have a working holiday visa.
It's just another year, just another birthday and yet there is something kind of special about changing decades, maybe more so than when you enter your 20s from your teens. There is a series of questions that go along with turning 30, the question "do you feel different?" is one that really made me laugh last week as I turned the big 30.