Mile Markers

Tomorrow is my parents' fortieth wedding anniversary (go, them!). 
Two days ago was my thirty-ninth birthday.  (Meep.)
I weigh approximately two hundred and fifty pounds, more than many players in the National Football League.  (Just...omg.)
I measure just five feet, two inches in height. 
I have clocked ten and a half years as a teacher of high school students. 
POM and I have fifteen years together. 
I have five cats, which makes me an official cat lady, I fear. 
I have practiced yoga for one and a half years, practiced very sporadically and badly but still reaped rewards from it.
I have blogged for two years and ten days shy of eleven months, blogged very sporadically and badly but still reaped rewards from it.
In one week and three days, I will join a gym and shift my priorities and focus from my job to myself.  (As a friend told me today, there's no grading if you're dead.)
I have been grown-up and self-disciplined for...about one hour now, maybe.