So, apparently, I'm 40 years old.  That honestly doesn't feel like as big of a deal as I thought it would, and I think that in general that's a good thing.  But it feels weird *not* to have it be the topic of the blog for today.  Like, if I just talked about my Nintendo Switch or something, then years from now, I'd look back at this post and be like "where's the one where I talked about being 40?"  It almost feels like I'm supposed to do this.  So, OK, I will.  Big picture: life is good.  There's lots of things that I could be unhappy about, but I feel like I'm in a place in life where I can legitimately choose to be happy, and that's what I choose to do.  I don't have any grand lessons, I suppose, but there are a few things that are on my mind.   

- Anger is, 99% of the time, an unhelpful approach to life.  I've been an angry person before.  I'm not angry anymore. 

- Life is too short to be unhappy.  There are reasons to be unhappy, but I'm tired of them.  I am actually just tired of being anything less than happy. 

- To every thing, turn, turn, turn, there is a season.  You can't rush things.  Well, you can a little, but sometimes you just have to wait; for people, for things, whatever. 

- Doing things is easy.  Step 1: Do them. 

Today, I went and got passport photos because I have future travel plans.  I'm having lunch, getting a massage, and going to a Cirque show because someone cares about me very much.  I like my job, the sun is shining, and it's time to just plow on towards 41. 

Here's to the future.