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Countdown to 29 -- Part 7 (The Finale)

I'm cultivating a new kind of joy as I countdown to 29 and I'm in major reflection mode. For my 29th year, I'm creating a new bucket list of the 29 things I'd like to accomplish in the 365 days before my 30th birthday. These are the last few tasks on the bucket list! I look forward to starting year 29 in just a few days. [Read #1-4] [Read #5-8] [Read #9-12] [Read #13-16] [Read #17-20] [Read #21-24]


25. Bless the things I hate about myself -- My boss once told me that one of her supervisors told her to "bless the things she dislikes about herself." I didn't truly understand this until a few days ago. I was getting incredibly frustrated with my inability to "rebound"--to bounce back from heartbreak, rejection, and disappointment. Everybody else seems to move much more quickly through their personal trials than I do, and I'm frustrated. Why do I care so much about others to the point where I neglect myself? Why do I have trouble letting go? What's wrong with my ability to detach? I was beating myself up because I'm compassionate, because I'm loving, because I care even when others don't. I'm going to bless that from now on. My most gracious trait has been framed as a flaw but I debunk that framing. I will bless those things I hate about myself.

26. Open an online savings account (that I can't touch) -- So, I was listening to a podcast today and a financial planner was offering tips on how to get our lives in order. She was reading me for filth, lol, but I immediately opened up an online savings account that I will contribute at least $40/month to with the hopes of contributing more once I'm able. This account with be for emergencies. After I build this account up, I will open a separate savings account for play money and another for retirement. This is part of my goal to get to financial freedom.

27. Get life insurance -- Listen, I've been shuffling my feet on this because, frankly, it's uncomfortable and morbid. My mama doesn't even want to talk about her death, so she definitely doesn't want to imagine mine. I don't have any assets, any children, or a husband--so I haven't felt the urge to get life insurance. However, as my health continues to decline--and as I grow weary of all the GoFundMe pages that pop up every time a young(er) person dies--I feel the urge to invest in life insurance in the event of my untimely death. It's just necessary.

28. Get renter's insurance -- Since we're on the whole insurance thing, I might as well invest in renter's insurance as well. Recently, there have been a lot of fatal fires in NYC. Just last week, a building two blocks away from my home burned to a crisp (a fireman was killed trying to extinguish the spreading flames). I don't have much to my name but I'd be devastated if something were to happen to my apartment and I'd have no funds to rebuild my life, thereafter. Hurricane Katrina taught me that while things are replaceable, having funds to replace those things definitely helps. My mom and I would've had a much harder road to recovery had she not had home insurance, flood insurance, and outside help.

29. Live My Best Life -- Self-explanatory. Find that life and live it, by any means necessary. 

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