I reported on my difficult relationship with the Government agency that licenses drivers (I always thought it’s the DVLA, but it’s actually the DSA) in a previous post. The breaking news is that I’ve recently passed a driving test.
That reminds me that in the latest attempt to identify the best age to be, researchers have hit on the age of 35. I think I am going to hit that age sometime soon. The important thing is the explanation for the alleged greatness of being 35. It’s apparently to do with the fact that at 35 people are likely to have
“reached milestones like buying a house, finding a partner and having a first child, but have several years to go before reaching the peak of their career at age 39. You can see how having that kind of stability behind you, and the hope of more success ahead of you, might make it an attractive age.”
Well, if that’s so I’m lucky because along with getting my driving licence (which most people do before they’re twenty), I have only over the last twelve months got married, had a first child and bought a house. In the same year I’ve changed jobs within the organisation I work for and had to apply for the job again because said organisation is down-sizing. I’ve also fulfilled two long-standing wishes: to start a blog and to travel to India. So it’s been quite an eventful year in the rush to meet the pre-35 deadline!
Many people responded to the article by saying that 35 is indeed great, but that they hadn’t reached any of those milestones at that age. And others said that whatever age they’re at isn’t bad either. Maybe it’s more a question of being happy with where you are in life than achieving a given set of things by a given age?