I'm turning 30 in a week.

According to some conception calendars, if you conceive on Valentine's Day, your due date would be November 20th.

That happens to be the most popular birthday in my family - I share the date with my sister-in-law, an uncle, a cousin. I also have lots of friends who have birthdays the day before or after...

My daughter's birthday is around that time as well.

Now, I actually know I wasn't conceived on the 14th of February. My mom knows it was the 17th. Because she says, and I quote, "I was 15, I didn't do it that often back then."

lol

Anyway, to all you Scorpios, rock on. It's tough being the best Astrological sign isn't it? :)

So I have a milestone birthday coming up. I guess milestone birthdays make you step back and think about where you're at...

Am I where I hoped I would be by 30? Not by a long shot!

Am I disappointed? Thankfully no.

My life has been consistently good because of my family and friends. Sure, there are goals and dreams I have, but I'm still working on them. I haven't given up and I know that the "compromising" I've done over the years all stems from the fact that I WANT to spend more time with my loved ones, and sometimes it's at the expense of my career. But I'll take family and friends over more money any day. And I have that, so what's to be disappointed about?

I guess I've also been blessed with optimism.

Thankfully I never really put any time deadlines on my dreams... otherwise I could see how I would be disappointed if I hadn't achieved certain things by a certain point.

I did have this "notion" that I'd be famous by 30. But I re-evaluated what I wanted and it's not to be famous. It's to be successful doing something I enjoy. Thankfully in some ways I'm there already (my definition of success may vary immensely from yours by the way). Now, being a musician can mean in order to be successful, you need to be famous. Well, thanks to globalization, you can sell enough songs to build yourself a mansion and still be a relative unknown. And thankfully I'd be happy without a mansion. Not that I wouldn't buy one - but my main point is....

I am happy. Any extra STUFF is just STUFF. I can see stuff contributing to me being more at ease but not making me happier than I am already on a consistent basis. All that said - I do really want a lot of new stuff.

So I guess I'll say, "Hey 30. I'm a little surprised you got here so quickly... whassup?"