Irons in the Fire of my Thirty-Third Year

I’ve just completed another trip around the sun.  Sometimes its hard to believe I’ve made that journey thirty-two times already.  Sometimes I’m shocked its only been thirty-two.  Indeed, these last two years I’ve accomplished so much.  Its no wonder I’ve started wishing there were twenty-seven hours in a day.  To briefly reflect, at thirty my husband and I pulled off a wedding and bought a condo.  At thirty-one I finally finished TEORG.  Now thirty-two is here and I am laser-focused at attaining one elusive, crowning achievement—

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