The Five Year Plan

I was shaking... and a mess... and it's embarrassing when the cop asks you if you're ok because you bumped the horn during the process of getting your stuff out. Honestly, getting pulled over last night feels like a warning to me. And I better take it seriously. I do believe I will. It really, really scared me. I wasn't drunk but I was slightly buzzed. And he knew it.

The engagement party was great. Alot of fun and I was happy for my bud and her girl. It's awesome to see something so good unfolding in front of one's eyes. And I was announced as my bud's best friend. That was flattering too.

Yesterday morning I was walking to and from the bathroom at work and I got to thinking. What about kids? Don't I want them? When will I have them? I still stand by the idea that I will only have them with someone who's just right for me. I'm not going to settle for someone who I'm not crazy about just to have one or two little ones in my life. However, there's still a whole lotta life I want to live before I pop any out. I really want to do some traveling and I'm finally serious about having a career that I want. So... I decided I'm going to postpone worrying about having babies in my life until I am 34. That gives me a full five years to stretch and breath. And do for me. Plus, there's no mans in the immediate future anyway. And if I'm going to get married to someone, I want to be with them a minimum of three years before we walk down that aisle.

So... yeah... I was thinking about this yesterday.