Welp, today I’m another year older. I don’t mind getting older. So far, I’ve found a lot of the cliches to be true- I’m more self assured. I know myself better than ever. I’m less bothered by things I can’t control. In the “owning who I am, accepting the things I cannot change” aspects, I’ve certainly made progress. In other “make a plan of things to grow your life” ways- not so much. Each year, I think about the things I’d like to accomplish before the next birthday, and looking back over the last several birthdays, turns out I’m TERRIBLE at executing those wish list items. In fact, I’m pretty sure everything on my list from last year is still on the docket for this year. I don’t know whether I should be impressed with my inertia, or if I should be deeply ashamed that time is passing me by so quickly with little to nothing to show for it but an unfulfilled wish list. This year, I’m determined to move on some of these items that have lingered- some for years- and I’m writing about it on the internet as a way to attempt some accountability.