Over the HIll

I turned 25 last week., it wasn’t quite as monumental as one would think. I got up early, sat in a bunch of meetings, did some work, went to more meetings, worked more, got off work and worked at the hotel, went to a team dinner, came home later than I wanted, and then went to bed. Turns out turning 25 on a weekday, when you are married, have a real job, and don’t party isn’t really that much fun. With all that being said, I think that 25 is going to be a good year, the start of a new adventure, and that by the time my 26th birthday rolls around I will have more to report.