Welcome to Twenty Ten Thirty!

I'm Molly, a thirty-something woman who is living life in the face of depression and anxiety, PCOS, and never knowing what's around the bend. I'm a recovering perfectionist and control freak who has finally started to figure out some of the secrets to letting go of the small stuff and calming the eff down in defiance of life's many obstacles, although I often relapse. I live in the Twin Cities in a 90-year-old craftsman bungalow with my husband (Brian) and a grumpy, opinionated, and highly lovable old lady cat named Little Cloud (depicted in the artwork above on the right). Sadly our cranky, sweet, mischievous Timmy (depicted on the left) passed away in January, and I miss him every day. I love yoga, cats, mentoring kids and teens, conversations that go well beneath the surface, Netflix, Backgammon, fuzzy socks, pretending I can sing, and sparkling wine. I occasionally use made up words like "obvi" and "cray,"  and I am only sometimes ashamed of it. I am highly aware of, and mostly ok with, my tendencies toward the basic..

I started this blog back in 2010, the year I turned 30 (thus the name Twenty Ten Thirty). If you do the math, then you know that I'm now closer to 40 than I am to 30...but, really, who's counting? Age is just a number, right? I often write about those things listed up in the first paragraph, especially that part about life being one big and unrelenting question mark. I quit my traditional, well-paying corporate job in 2015 and I've been making up the rules as I go along ever since. It's a decision that constantly proves to be equal parts liberating and terrifying. In the process, I  have learned learned that I really like being my own boss, and I'm currently attempting to string together a series of "side hustle" type passion projects to earn my keep and stay out of trouble. Something about idle hands...I recently launched my own strategy consulting practice, I'm a newly minted Yoga Teacher having just completed all the requirements of a 200-hour teacher training program through Your Yoga (a Yoga Alliance Registered Yoga School), and I'm also attempting to push this whole writing thing forward. Turns out, getting my ass to sit down and write is harder than just about anything else! In any case, Feel free to learn a bit more about my passion projects by clicking here. Or, well heck, if you know me IRL, then let's hang and catch up for real, so call me, maybe? And regardless of whether or not we  know each other, maybe we could collaborate sometime. Now, wouldn't that be fun? The answer is YES! It would totally be lots of fun!

I also use this space to document my List inspired experiences. The List is an annual compilation of 100 things that I've never done before (or haven't done recently), and would love to complete. It's kind of like a bucket list, but it somehow seems a little less morbid once the word "bucket" is dropped from the name. The List was inspired by my college and Chitown friend MK and I think I can safely say that it's been a life-changing experience for both of us.  I mean, her list inspired her to get a fancy PhD and travel the world, and my list inspired me to quit my job, become a Yoga Teacher, and start my own business. I have a tendency to get myself stuck in a rut, and The List provides me with a little motivation to seek adventures big and small, and to keep life interesting, inspired and fresh. 

2017 marks my FOURTH go-round at list tackling and contains a blend of items rolled over from past lists along with several new items. I also reserve the right to add "bonus" items to the list, should the spirit so move me. After all, I've learned that in order to live life to the fullest, it's necessary to leave room for unexpected opportunities and spontaneity, or else they can slip by, unnoticed and undiscovered. 13 items off the list has become my standard (and arbitrary) annual completion goal. You can check out the annual iterations of my list by clicking up there on the drop down menu aptly titled "The Lists."

I'm not sure exactly how I define success or happiness for myself, but I can say that whatever versions of success and happiness I've experienced so far I owe to years of therapy, sparkling wine, Yoga, meditation, cats of all varieties (particularly of the real life, Instagram, and portrayals-on-socks varieties), lame jokes and bad puns, my darling husband, my badass, ride-or-die friends and family, a healthy dose of sarcasm and maniacal giggling, Pema Chodron, Tiny Buddha, and keeping it mostly real. And not necessarily in that order. 

Like everyone else roaming the earth, I'm just trying to find a little peace,  purpose, and, happiness. It would also be nice to discover the meaning of life and unlock the secrets of the universe. I mean, really, is it that too much to ask?


Illustration by Hank Ewbank