Instead I spent the day:

• working out – a 90 minute cardio and weight program in the hotel gym
• a long self guided tour through our nations capital
• dinner with my DC based nephew and his girlfriend

The good news: it was a pleasant day albeit one spent primarily alone. But hey, if I can’t be with myself after 48 years then who can I be with?

The bad, self inflicted news: WAY to much good cheer. In fact I was as hung over the following morning as anytime in recent history.

Perhaps we never learn.

As I’m now 2 weeks into the 48 year I have been reflecting on:

• where exactly did my eye sight go and how could it go so quickly – if I do not have the cheaters at the ready I am effectively handicapped. Yes, handicapped. I cannot see shit up close without glasses and it is getting worse quickly. I have finally made an appointment for an optometrist visit.
• working out 2-3 times per week is not enough – I have added yoga to the mix to alleviate stiffness and back pain
• the spark that powered by frenetic career existence for 30 years has dimmed. No not gone out by any means, simply gone down a notch. Making the most money possible as quickly as possible is not the goal anymore. Enjoying what I do and having a schedule that is mine is much more attractive.
• the inevitable decline of parents is imminent – Dad just isn’t the same as he is showing signs of wear at 76 years of age
• marriage is a full time job and one that is damn hard as well as cyclical
• making new friends later in life is exponentially more difficult than when you are young
• cell phones are the greatest invention in the history of communication as well as the greatest curse
• pets are like Valium on four legs…calming

to be continued……………