Well welcome to 2012. I am officially another year older. And thinking I'm starting to feel it. Things I'm already noticing at the ripe old age of 31:
1. At 12:01 AM on January 1, I was ready for bed
2. I prefer NPR over music radio while commuting to and from work (for those of you who know me, I am a music freak)
3. My feet hurt often and I am starting to shop for comfortable shoes
4. I am contemplating NOT tailgating for the Saints game tomorrow because I think I need my rest
5. I go to bed early
6. I don't miss the bars (There was a point where I joked that I went out 8 nights a week. The bartender would literally hold up different glasses and knew my drink based on the glass I chose)
7. I have not checked the local music listings in I can't tell you how long (see item 2)
8. I get up early so I can sit on the couch and have my morning cup of coffee and wake up
9. I may be forgetful on occasion (I'd prefer to think it's simply because I'm not interested in whatever I forgot)
10. I was actually concerned about spending NYE in the French Quarter b/c of the crime reports I read in the newspaper
11. I read the newspaper
12. At 8:35 on a Friday night, I am writing on my blog instead of getting ready to go out or coming home from happy hour
But you know what? I'm in a great place and it's a place I've longed to be in for quite a while. I just married the man of my dreams and my best friend, we have a great home (not a house, a home), I have a job, a car, and great family and friends to share it with. Not very many people can say that (and mean it). True happiness is found from within and projected outwardly.
And I'm ok with that.
