Scott and I were laughing (shocking) together tonight on the couch before he went to bed. (I’m a night owl about 2 hours later than him on average.) I said, “Your last hours with a 34 year old wife. Did you think the day would ever get here when you got to wake up in the morning and say, “I’m married to a 35 year. Yep! Finally got my 35 year old I’ve been dreaming of.” Or maybe, “I’ve waited 43 years for this moment. My wife- is finally 35.” I followed up with, “Whose birthday is it, really? Yours or mine?”
Alas, it’s 1.23–the big day. Although, 35 seems–calm? Maybe it’s because I’m not yelling at Norman? Or because the house is silent aside from my typing and my best gal Alexa doing what she does best? “Alexa, play me The Beatles.” Then followed by, “Alexa, play me Foo Fighters.” Always in the order.
We are “surviving” this week. Going through the motions of work while all the while our minds are already on a private beach in Jamaica with a small group of our favorite people eating delicious food, drinking delicious drinks, me soaking every ray of sun and counting 35 years of awesome, clear (mostly), and special moments.
Returning to work with a company I left in early 2013 has perplexed me for the first few months. How’d this even happen? How did I circle back? What is purpose here now? How do I make this career bigger than a desk in a rental office leading a team? In recent months that has cleared itself for me a bit and with time- I hope for more opportunties. More differences to be made, my guidance to others, more impact on just the right people at just the right time. My heart at work–seems relatively full and that feels good. It’s been missing for awhile.
There is something brewing in my mind and in my vision that has me on a (mostly) clear path to a lofty goal that I dreamed up on my last fishing trip to Lake of the Woods with my Dad a couple weekends back. I don’t have a totally set path, business plan, or really even much of a map. But what I do have- is a pretty intense work ethic and I can run on relatively little sleep when needed. I am 100% a results and goal driven person.
So naturally, I will take my little vision with me 2,235 miles to the beach and I will devise a (maybe) more clear plan, path. And I’ll relax (total lie) and I’ll return rested (tan) and ready to go. There will be mistakes. I will mess stuff up. Fail forward. But there will be big, fun, goals achieved and the end result will be pretty epic.
So, in the early morning hours of what is my 35th birthday–I prepare for what could be my best. year. yet. My age may be double digits, but my days to Jamaica are single–9.
Give back, be kind, and laugh (a lot).