And the countdown begins!

Yesterday was the 10,833rd day of my life aka my 29th half birthday. I am offically six months away from my 30th birthday...So much to do and so little time!

When I was nine I would have never thought that at age twenty nine that it would just me living in a apartment in the big city, watching the bachelor, and content. I thought I would follow in my mother's footsteps- get married to my college boyfriend after graduation (would have helped if I had a college boyfriend), move into a house in the 'burbs, and have my first child at age twenty four. Well honey, twenty four has loooooonnnng come and gone, and there are no babies that I call my own (thank goodness). When I think about how I spent my twenties, I can honestly say that I didn't hold back. I played hard, had many nights I can't remember with friends I'll never forget, lost myself and evloved into a new and improved self, and really confirmed my faith with God. If there is anything I have learned this last year in my twenties its that being single is NOT the end of the world. I have accomplished so much, and I feel like there is still lots of stuff to do and see. I now know that I do not need a partner to do these things- however, if Mr. Right were to come around, I would totally let him partake in the fun!

It's time to go full force on my 30 by 30 list! I have crossed off some things, but I still have so much to do! So don't be surprised in the next 181 days, if you dear friends get a call and invited to help me cross something off my list! Here is what I have left to accomplish- WHO'S IN???

-Go on a sail boat

-Take a cooking class

- Blog more (lucky readers)

- Go gambling

- Host a party

- Learn to make a signature dessert

- Shoot a gun at a gun range

- Play a round of golf

- Add some Tory Burch to my closet

- Take a spontaneous road trip

- Attend a formal in the Dallas social scene

- Get my private practice license for counseling

Sunday Blues- possible cure

It's been two Sundays since my last entry about having the Sunday blues. I wanted to report that I think I have found part of the cure...ZUMBA! For the past two Sundays I have been going to the 5:00pm Zumba class at my gym. I really like how the class is later in the day (which allows for sleeping in, brunch, shopping, and a nap). My instructor Shally inspires me enough to burn 600+ calories every class. It's the perfect end to a weekend, and the perfect start to a week. I feel enegized, complete, and connected. There is nothing better then shakin' it with 10 other girls on a Sunday afternoon.

Reflection in the City

Today was one of those days, I was tired, hormonal, and overall just in a blah mood. It should have been a fun day, work actually had the potential of being fun- a lil errand to Target, a cake for Counseling Week, Panera Bread for lunch, and some silly kids. Instead it was me being in a emotional coma. I was going through the motions of the day but wasn't really living them.

On the way home I wanted nothing more then to get a bag of Doritos, watch some tv, and go to bed at 8:00. I had told myself that I was going to do some sort of physical activity. So before I could talk myself out of it, I laced up my running shoes and hit the pavement. I quickly was reminded of why I enjoyed strolling the streets of uptown. The simple sounds and sites of the city calm me.

I saw hotties clinging the ball at the softball field, uptowners walking their prized pets, and people enjoying a beverage on the patio.

Even though it was a dreary day both outdoors and in my soul, I instantly felt refreshed after 45 minutes of being in the moment. So tonight I turned off my ringer, and just really listened to my heart. I don't want to be in this meloncholy mood, I want to sieze the day and live every moment.

Life is too short not to be living in it!

I'm not settlin'