I -- yes, me -- am 30 years old.

No saying I'm 29 for the next seven years. No claiming "youth" I don't really want.

I'm 30. I'm happy to be 30. If for no other reason, another birthday means more books! My in-laws gave me gift cards, and I raided Barnes and Noble for books galore. I'm quite pleased.

I've been working out at the gym at work -- 30 minutes of walking, three times a week. This is quite pleasing as well, especially since the gym is empty when I get there. Next week I'm jumping to four days a week. I'll stay at that for a while.

The weather outside is yicky, but I am still going to work. We really can't afford in my department to have people stay home. We're too far behind. But I have good news about work, too.

I set myself a goal last review time. I wanted to be one of the top 5 performers in the call center -- for the entire year. Not just one quarter, or even two. The entire year.

I just found out that I did it. I made top 5 for this quarter. That makes all four quarters of this past year.

*jumps around madly*

I'm so excited!