Oh to be 31

I recently remarked to Tina that my 31st birthday was my most uneventful one ever. Not because we didnt have a party or get great gifts but because the number 31 itself is insignificant. At least 30 ushered me into a new era of ages.

At home with my wife and kids I couldnt be more happy. Generally speaking at work I could'nt be more unhappy. Perhaps I will never be happy at work. Maybe that is just something I will have to try to learn to deal with. Most people see work as a means to a paycheck and that is enough for them. I have never been able to see things in that manner. Granted with the birth of my daughter I have been more apt to look at a job in that way, but that point of view doesnt last long for me.

I am not sure where this outlook came for me. It is not that I am opposed to work. My parents made me work all the time growing up. I did regular chores with no allowance all the time. I am sure I did more than most kids grow up doing. So it is not that I never learned to work.

In other news, little Ayden has gained 7 oz since birth and is doing very well. She has been a little grumpy the last couple of days. We think she may be having some stomach issues.

I became handy man the other day when I installed a peep hole in my front door. I was pretty proud of myself.

I think I am a modern day renisannce man. I told Tina the other day if I was wealthy I would just go from one school program to the next. I have so many interests that I am afraid I will never be able to learn. For example, I want to learn to totaly rebuild a car. I want to be able to do body work and engine work and restore a car from scrap. I want to learn to play the piano. I want to learn to paint. I would like to learn to write a original movie script for which I have an idea. I would like to obtain a PhD, I dont know what in but in something.

Thus ends this diatribe. All of the above grumblings aside, I am very blessed with a great son, daughter and wife.