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Hello, 35

Something you may not know about me is that I love to take surveys; I take them online for reward points to get magazines and Starbucks cards, but even if someone calls my "unlisted" number for a survey I will sure as shit talk to them. Maybe because it was my first job (telesurveyor - not to be confused with those terrible telemarketers), or maybe it is the sociologist in me who loves to gather data. Anyways, the point is, for most surveys I am now entering another age range to click. That's right, no longer will I be lumped in with people in their twenties, I am now thrown in the back of those in their forties. Yikes!

But hey, such is life, that whole getting older thing, and I really. truly believe that a woman in her thirties is a hell of a lot more content than one in her twenties, so I assume it just keeps getting better. I feel so much more confident in my skin, with my voice, in my talents and even in my shortcomings. Although I still feel devastated when people actively do not like me, I realize that it is more because I cannot understand why they wouldn't because I think I have a lot to offer as a person! I am nice, funny, reliable and dammit my friends think I am cool! However, I am able to not dwell on it as much as I did a decade ago and see it more as their loss, or their own opinion, and don't feel I have to spend my energy in trying to change their mind since it can be better spent on continuing to nourish relationships with those that do love me. I feel a lot of satisfaction in my ability to be connected to and contributing to a variety of things that are important to me outside of my job (which is also very satisfying) and I am glad to have the confidence to raise my hand to take these different roles on.

This past year has been a good one - I started an awesome new job, made some great new friends in my neighborhood, saw my girls get another year older, spent another year married to my best friend and biggest crush, ran marathon number four and stuck to some personal goals around our finances and my own productivity in my spare time. I am looking forward to much of the same for my thirty fifth year, including keeping with setting and working towards personal goals.

I had a wonderful weekend of being spoiled, loved and hungover and I am so, so thankful for this life of mine and the people who make it so rich.

Here's to a new age range!

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