Another year older, another year... what exactly?

In less than 2 weeks I will be 29.  It doesn't sound old to me.  I don't feel old.  But I feel very close to 30.  Still not old; but I'm anxious.

I've never been one to envision my future.  I didn't picture where I would be or what I would be doing when I turned 30.  Even being just one year away I still don't have a clear picture.  But I do know that when I turn 29 I will be living with my husband (just wed in June!) and our cat, Coltrane, in our small but comfortable apartment... and I will start blogging.  How often?  No way to know.  The content?  Not sure.  Why I think it's a good idea?  No idea.  I am not a writer.  I do not like spending a lot of time on my computer.  That is, unless I'm reading blogs.  Oh, there it is, the reason I'm giving blogging a try... blog addiction.

Now I have approximately 12 days to brainstorm some ideas for my blog.  I'm sure it will be a process and I won't share it with anyone for a while.  Except Coltrane.