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The first day of the 34th year has almost come to a close. It’s been a good one. Mellow, but good.
I’m a numbers girl. There’s a reason I majored in finance in college. I like numbers….and I have to be honest, 34 seems like a very non-monumetal number. It’s not divisible by 3. It’s an even number (Odd’s are much cooler) and the only thing remotely awesome about it, is that it’s close to 35, which will be one majorly cool birthday.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want the year to feel the same as I feel about the number, so I will be sure to make it as awesome as I can. Of course I have plans and goals and adventures in my head ready to come alive. This is the day that starts my new year. The day I make lists. My house is normally cleaned out by this time. Ready to be filled again. Appointments are made. Calendars are starting to be filled. I’m ready to face it all for one for year.