The missus and I recently celebrated our 1st anniversary as married. We spent a few days down in Cabo, Mexico, by doing nothing. Well nothing might be an understatement. We did knock off quite a few Margaritas, had several naps in and out of the sun and got a healthy tan.
My next upcoming anniversary is as an expat. I left my homeland on June 15, 1999 for a nomadic life, joining the family tradition of seeking fortune and glory beyond the border. My great grandmother's brother headed off to Reno, Nevada, before WWII so I guess it happens to every forth generation in our family. It's a curse and a blessing as Monk would have expressed it.
Short after that I'll start my 7th year at Yahoo! which has been my professional home for the majority of my adult life. I just realized that it also means that I have lived in exile for the majority of my adult life.
All these anniversaries makes me realize that time is running to fast. Noone should have these many and still be in their thirties. Hmm. Late thirties.
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