Another year....whatever

So today is my birthday.  The big, useless 27. 

I woke up at 5am to my wife crying.  She thought that she was pregnant, however she just started her period in the middle of the night, so obviously not.  At least we hope not, or that's even worse news.  She's quite vested in having another child and gets into it quite a bit.  You know, shopping for maternity clothes online and all that jazz.   A great start to the day. 

It's also raining like crazy and misserable weather.  It just tops off the general feeling of the day.  It reminds me that another year has gone past and I feel like I'm not getting anywhere.  Stuck in a mediocre job that doesn't give me any real satisfaction, a mediocre apartment in a mediocre town.  I don't really feel fulfilled in any great way.  Yes, my family is wonderful and I love them, I don't discount that at all.  But my overall outlook is discontented and a little dissapointed.  When am I going to get my shit together?  Tha'ts retorical...

So, in closing; happy birthday to me.