If you're happy and you know it clap your hands

Sounds so simple doesn't it. But how many of your hands are actually clapping? I know that I am overall happy with my life. I have a job I like, love my husband, am glad to be living in this little piece of heaven in BC. I made my path to where I am right now. Regrets? One or two. Lost love? I love my husband so much and he enriches my life in sooo many ways, but yes. There is one that got away.

I made a decision at some point to do smaller town college instead of big city university. Wise choice? You bet. I never would have stayed in school if I had been somewhere other than where I was. My class choices were eclectic, covering my many interests. I had at one point wanted to be a game warden type person. My path there was not really supported but I was not that unhappy to reverse my course and head somewhere different. To get around that I took lots of environmentally geared classes. That satisfied that need. Long story short I am one of those people who has a degree and never has used it for anything and probably never will. I always made fun of those people. And now I am one. Overall, I am not that upset about that. I had a great time at school, met some great people, lived away from my hometown.

I am at a pretty good place in my life. Some body issues (ladies this seems to be a very recurring theme) but overall I am doing pretty well. Its just that I really did not think that I would be hear. Small town girl... I had big plans... travel and find a career I like. But that is not me, I am not that adventurous at all. I have done some travelling but nothing to brag about either. But, (DAhdahdah) here it comes, so many of my friends live, work, play abroad. They lead exciting lives (or so it seems) while I am here, Paying my mortgage, going into hawk to plan a holiday with my man. What keeps me going is this though. there is a purpose to my life. i have just not found it yet. Doesn't that sound exciting? There was a plan in mind for me before I was born.

If a tree falls in the forest, does anybody hear?

Well, here we go. A blog for me. Do I actually have anything to say? I am not sure. I am enjoying a beautiful sunny and hot afternoon with my dogs. Is three too many? It is amazing how little it takes for a dog to get enjoyment. Sitting in the sun brings utter contentment. Only concerns are water and who will throw my ball. Me on the other hand is more like: the lawn sure needs cutting, if only the yard were more level, can I get away with not poop scooping today, what bills do I need to get sent..... yet the sun slowly takes over and I am truly happy sitting on my deck, reading my book, and forgetting about all those things I should be doing to spend time... in the sun.
I am sitting on the deck enjoying the shade that all the trees surrounding our house throw down. If I was to cut down the large maple, would anyone really notice. Perhaps my neighbors whose fence it would destroy. Perhaps my husband who does not want me to cut down anymore trees around our yard. So I guess the question should really be: if a tree falls in suburbia, does anybody hear? The answer sadly is yes. At least in my yard.