When I was 20 years old I feared my 30th birthday. Not because of some notion that you suddenly become old overnight, but instead I was scared of all the things I knew I wanted to accomplish. Would 10 years be enough time to travel around the world, start my own business, have one of my photographs published in a major magazine, learn multiple instruments and record my own record?

Time passes, challenges arise and goals change. Alas, I am not rock star material. However, it was the exclusion of one rather simple goal that has baffled me … to create my own website.

You figure it would be an easy task for someone who spends the majority of their day working on the web, proudly wears a blue beanie and giggles like a schoolgirl when thumbing through books about grids. No dice.

Sure I've helped other people create their own sites, in fact I've proudly influenced thousands of sites over my career. When it comes to my own, however, I have simply found every possible excuse to keep putting it off. I've been too busy and sometimes too lazy. I thought about using WordPress, or maybe just hand coding it in HTML, but then got caught up in learning Django and Python and hey look web 2.0 buttons! The distractions were plenty. Then every time I got close enough to having something worth publishing, the perfectionist inside would stop me in my tracks because it's never ever perfect. Ever.

Today I turn 30 years old and I've finally learned that's OK. Maybe this growing old thing isn't so bad after all.

Stay tuned.