Yesterday I turned 32. Birthdays used to be a time where I would evaluate life and see where I could improve. Then I would setup a very ambitious plan to help get me to where I want to be. I would push this plan for about a month before I settled into the old routine of complacency. I didn’t do such an evaluation this time around. Instead I enjoyed life. That is what this year has been about.
I know fully well that I am underachieving from a financial perspective. There are things in life I could’ve pursued and pushed a bit harder on to put myself in a better position with money. Laziness and complacency were the root cause of not getting to that point. I’m okay with that and because I’m okay it has helped me live a better life.
While the goal never was to work for someone else I couldn’t be happier working for the company I do right now. I was never sure if I was going to live with a woman, let alone marry someone, but I’m well on that path now and I’m enjoying it. I definitely didn’t plan on getting a dog, but that is where I am at right now.
At 32 (damn that’s a high number) I have a wonderful woman in my life, a great job, and a family that constantly shows me love even when I don’t call them enough. Lest they tackle me and start to say I have forgotten about the little people, I have the greatest group of friends a clown like me could have. All the previously mentioned people deserve a lot more of my love and attention. I will take some practice from me.
Future plans always change because you never know what is coming at you. One part of the plan that has remained consistent is that I want to be happy. It only took me 32 years to realize that and I’m glad it won’t be taking me another 32 to achieve it.