A "new" place we discovered right in our back door.  Lichtenstein Palace.

Every year the natural rhythm of life picks back up when school starts.  Routine.  Normalcy.  Alarms.  Agendas.  Lists.  Schedules.  It all works together and a new rhythm of another chapter establishes a new beat.

Something about celebrating a 47th birthday and sending my "baby" off to middle-school makes me "measure my days" a little.  I really like the routine, normal, alarms, agendas, lists and schedules.  But somehow those things that keep life somewhat predictable are making me bored.

I'm feeling the urge to do something new, try a new thing, branch out, spread my wings ... free fall.  Ok, nothing as dramatic as a convertible sports car and spandex, but maybe, just maybe ... a little something ... new.

This year, my traditional "It's my birthday and I can do what I want to do" ... which always means I take the day to do something by myself ... got ousted for a night out on the town with friends.  I'm feeling the urge to take a photo a day ... and blog something about it.  Who knows?  I may even add highlights to my hair!

I really don't believe this is a mid-life crisis.  I think it's a "standing up and taking stock of the brevity of life" crisis.  I do routine really well.  It's time to shake it up a bit ...

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