Tomorrow I turn 37.  I really don’t feel one way or another about it.  It is a little frightening to think that I probably still have about 30 years of working life to go before retirement.  That seems like an awful long time. I don’t think I thought much of turning 36 last year except I was pregnant and having to take all the “old pregnant lady” tests, I may have felt a little “over the hill.”  But put into perspective, I’m not at a bad age.  Not too old, not too young.  Just about right.

I have a lot I want to focus on through the coming year: being the best wife I can be to Martin; being the best Mom I can be to Lark; getting back down to a healthy weight and completely change my eating habits so I can teach Lark how to be healthy; learn Photoshop; improve my photographic skills; quit worrying about anything and everything and have some fun.  All worthy goals, methinks.  

So here’s to another year older and wiser… cheers!