Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Toys 'R' Us Kid

A few months ago, the owner of the company I work for asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up.  I, at first, was really offended by the accusation that I’m not already a grown up.  I pay bills, I vote, I have a 401K, and I manage to keep myself and a very snarky dachshund alive.  Do these not allow me to sit at the adults table?  I equate being a grown up with growing and I hope I never stop doing that.  I hope I never stop learning, changing and accomplishing.  If you finally reach this elusive grown up status, are you done with life?  Nope!  Just because you have a steady job, husband/wife, mortgage payment, kids and responsibilities, doesn’t mean you are done living and finding yourself.  I know it sounds extremely Peter Pan of me but I never want to stop growing up.
 
My 28th birthday is exactly one month from this past Saturday.  I can’t believe how much I’ve grown in the last year.  I’m trying to focus on many self improvements and that will be a constant in my life.  I’ve done so much self evaluation and reflection this past year.  I’m incredibly proud of the person that I’m growing in to.  Turning 28 used to be a moment of drama for me—another year closer to THIRTY!  Ugh, how awful.  The last few months, I’ve had a change of heart and am really looking forward to the next year.  Twenty seven was a dang good year and I can only imagine that it goes up from here.  Thinking about that age old interview question, “Where do you see yourself in 5 years?”  I honestly have no freaking clue and for the first time I don’t care.  I’m kind of done worrying about what’s going to happen next because it makes you miss out on what’s happening right now.  Right now, I’m healthy, happy and optimistic.

So, now you’re wondering what I want for my birthday, right?  I want to be surprised.  Like an honest to God, I didn’t see this coming, hand over mouth, surprise.  It doesn’t have to be a gift. In fact, I hope it’s not.  Maybe it will be witnessing a miracle.  Maybe it will be meeting my goal.  Maybe I’ll be cured of my excessive sweating.  Maybe I’ll meet Justin Timberlake.  Heck, it could be all of these things!  That’s the beauty of a surprise; they’re unexpected, exciting and the best ones don’t require wrapping paper!

Does he look thinner? :)



My Supa Proud award this week is going to my Oliver.  He’s managed to lose ½ a pound on his diet.  Keep up the great work, moo moo!  I know it’s hard work and you’re hungry but we need to make sure your back always stays in tip-top shape.  I love you even though you steal my socks.

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