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I'm going to work on cleansing my life one month at a time.  The objective - work on accomplishing one personal goal, consistently, for a month. As I finish, mark it off the list and move on to the next goal and sustain that for the month.  A month without... chocolate or candy missing a day at the gym  fast food going over my calorie limit missing my water intake fried food missing a day with fruits and veggies missing a scheduled bike ride or walk dairy - milk, ice cream, cheese pizza going to bed later than 10 missing breakfast Starting in June, I'm doing a month without chocolate and candies. Here we go.

My good friend, Anna, just finished college at UNH. We exchanged a few quick words about it over Facebook (what have my friendships come to?) that can be summed up in one quick quote from the scholar: "oh. Ok. That part of my life is over now." Weird. You know that proverbial fork in the road that we most times never actually see, but instead unconsciously make a decision one way or another about? What about the times we do see it? Very seldom can I recall being able to actively, presently recognize when my life's course was shifting. But the times I do recall are incredibly strange. "Well, I get that's the end of college." Or what about the day I woke up and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, I wanted to be a mother? And soon. I'm not so sure I saw that fork, but I knew I'd come to it in those first waking thoughts - it was uncanny; as if I awoke a different person than I was when I had fallen asleep. So, what do we do when our lives seem

You know, I bought a house in June of last year. I'm a suburbanite now. It's bizarre - I live in a country club, which is NOTHING like what I thought I'd do. And, almost a year in, I'm starting to get a little nervous it wasn't the right move for me. Fairly regularly I battle with emotions about growing up on the path I'm on. Why am I 28-years-old and still unmarried? Why do I have wild and awesomely accomplishable ideas, share them with friends, then learn that my friends have successfully executed my ideas, while I've anchored myself tightly to the root system in Rainbow Springs? Khuong and Shannon, who moved to NYC on a whim a few years back, just got job offers in LA, so they decided to go. There was a going away party thrown in their honor in NYC and at that party, they successfully pulled off the surprise wedding idea JM and I shared with them last year when we met up for lunch while they were in town. I'd be completely lying if I said I wasn'