My birthday is in a couple of days. It’s not one of those major milestones, but a birthday does stop and make you think about what (if anything) you’ve accomplished over the past year(s).
I think all of us have hopes and dreams and plans as we move through life — starting with dreams of princesses, firemen, and astronauts as children and turning to more tangible roadmaps of education, career, and family as we grow older.
Not all plans work out. I should know. I started with Plan A and I’m now on Plan Triple-Digit. And plans change. I think at some point (maybe in your 30’s), you stop making plans and start living them — when the education is done, the career and family are started — you start focusing on the day-to-day because the next few decades of your life are pretty much set — the plan is in motion.
I’m now in that next phase. In contemplating my approaching birthday, I realized that I now have a new plan.
I haven’t discussed age (or weight, for that matter) in this blog, but I don’t think it’s any secret that I’m closer to the end of my working career than the beginning. And while it’s still some distance in the horizon, I can see a point where I hang up the corporate grind for something slower paced and hopefully more conducive to a healthier lifestyle.
So now I have a plan to get from here to there. It’s going to take a lot of work and a few years to get there, but I think the reward at the end will be worth it.
Of course, the economy, chance, luck, life, and my constant companion, RA, all have the ability to [try to] knock me off course. As Erma Bombeck said, “Life is what happens when you’re making other plans.”
I’m hoping that whatever you have planned for your day brings a smile to you and yours. Thanks for checking in.