Like it or not, 2013 has begun its mission. It has a plan. It wants us to be a part of it. But is that what ‘we’ want?Broken down in its simplest form, life, is a plan… a true mission if you will. Our parent(s) had their plan. We’d like to think that ‘we’ were apart of it. To create life is often the plan. Sometimes we become the creation of something innocently un-planned. This doesn’t genetically change our purpose… although it may of altered things temporarily for the person or persons involved in our creation! No, it’s my belief that we are who we are from something far more powerful.But I digress.Reinventing yourself is often necessary. I don’t think of myself like a cat. Human beings certainly don’t have nine lives. Nor do I really know what “having nine lives” means anyway. These days however, we must admit, are remarkably different from when our parents were learning about the world. My father for instance entered the banking world at a young age. This was his career until retirement. Today, our business climate has many more tiers than it once did. The advances in technology have created an abundance of new and innovative tiers. Here we sit. I’m writing for the whole world to see, but not in the traditional sense the way “writing” used to mean.Perhaps the process of reinventing yourself, is what this pre-determined plan that 2013 has for us, is all about? Did I go through reinvention when I got married some years ago? Maybe. Do we reinvent when we change jobs? Maybe. Or are these events just an exercise in forcing us to change habits? Now there’s a change we can all relate to. Habits are something I work many hours hoping to perfect. Are you familiar with the term, “creature of habit?” A photo of ME should go below the heading along with the official definition as outlined in the book of life.Planned or not, embraced or despised, reinventing yourself after 30, is one of the ways in which we can hit that, sometimes, reassuring reset button. You know the one, when something we did leaves an unsavory trail behind it. Where everything we do still has that mark, the one that reminds us that the actions we just did, were the result of trying to correct what we did originally. That one moment where… oops!, (but I’m sure you know of a more dramatic word) occurs and we KNOW it’s too late to erase it.Heck, what am I doing right now? If you guessed, reinventing yourself after 30?… you’d be correct!Wish me luck… and if that’s the path YOU are about to take as well, then I’ll hope the same for you.