be a dear and call the paramedics...

4 Nov 2009

THE NEXT CHAPTER.

everyone is asking what my next step is going to be now that i am not working (it’s not as fun as i thought: there’s way more errands than you think).

so here is what’s next…drumroll…

i am growing a beard.  at least for a few weeks.  if you know me you know that i am HORRIBLE at growing beards.  but i am also horrible at running and i’m getting better at that so now i am turning my unemployed attention toward beardmanship.  i am PUMPED.  thank you all for your prayers and advice.

[non-transition]

i am 32 today.  woke up so sore i could barely shower (first one in 5 days - yeah) and then went to my therapist.  isn’t that how every 32-year old celebrates their birthday?  i think it probably is.  thanks to all for the heart-felt and/or generic birthday wishes - i can honestly say that i have more great friends in my life at 32 than i did at 31 - i am blessed.  time now to go rub rogaine into my half-beard.

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