I was at my niece's birthday party on the east side. My sister organized a large gathering of kids and adults at an east side eatery. It was good seeing other family members and their kids. As I was greeting and chatting with all the kids, reality hit me that I'm in my thirties, not married and still running around. WTF?! Part of me wishes I didn't live in NY and was like many of my peers: settled down in the burbs with kids. Then gain, would I have had all the fun I had this past year? Amazingly, I was the only adult without child. Talk about being the black sheep of the family. OK, that's an exaggeration because I do have a day job and pay the bills. Sadly, my family has no idea of what I do at work nor what my life is like. All my cuzs care about is if I'm dating and when I'll get settled so I can retire to the burbs just like them. Not sure if my family is funny that way or if it's normal. They don't care about occupation. They're more concerned with family and kids. When I was looking around at the long dinner table, all I saw were families galore. There were 3 different generations and it was fun to see. I thought it was pretty cool. It was fun hangin' with the kids and getting some laughs out of them. What's scary is how fast they grow.
I sometimes wonder why I'm still running around. I certainly have a lot of fun but I wonder sometimes when the gears will shift. It could actually shift higher with a greater concentration on work and I see hints of it. It was enjoyable to be with little kids today. It was even more enjoyable to hang with my little niece.
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