So I rambled on in my last post about how my life is different than I thought it was supposed to be.
IT'S SO MUCH BETTER!!!
Well, I suppose I can't really say that since I don't have anything to compare my actual life to.
I suppose I should simply say I'm satisfied and content with the direction my life has gone.
True, I don't have a career, but I'm working towards one. It's not necessarily my passion, but it is something I have proved I can do competently.
I have two beautiful daughters with hopes of having a third child in a few years.
I have a wonderful husband in Prince Charming, and we've shared 7 years of marriage, instead of only the two we would have had if I had followed my plan.
Assuming Prince Charming would have been the man I married if I had waited.
But that's a discussion for meta physicists, or space-time-conundrum people.
Anyway, I like my life.
I like my home, I like being a mom, I like being a wife, I like my city (most of the time).
I haven't got anything to complain about.