Wait and see what delivers....

Several years ago, when my little sister was born, the first thing I thought was that when she got 15, then I would be 30! Oh my God! And I thought that by that time I'd already have my life pretty much resolved, I mean, I pictrured myself like a grown-up, with a job that I would go to in a really nice outfit. A beige skirt and a beige jacket, white shirt, high heels, a really tied-up hair-do, some papers in one hand and a pen in the other...
Now, I'm almost 30 and I don't see any of that happening. I'm just some girl, always dressed in black, in fact I don't like wearing heels, I definitely hate skirts, my hair it looks like a real mess. I do have a job though, but not quite like the one I figured I would have. I just don't see my life fulfilled, it's like I've never stopped being 25, maybe 26...
Lots of people I know, they already have kids, they're married, have future family projects and all that... but I don't. It's getting hard for me to see myself like an adult. I'm just not getting myself in the picture and I don't know if I would like to, that's the worst part! I always think if I'll regret it later... or if I'll have the chance to do all that later...
Settle down, having a family, kids, a husband... hmmm I'm just not convinced of all that yet. And sometimes I get to feel that'll be too late for me to do that when (if) I am ready to do it. Guess I'll just have to wait and see what delivers...