Hi Jenny!
I'm Angela, I live in Dallas, and I'm 36. Been married and divorced but no kids (praise to all that is holy). I'm currently dating a wonderful man who is nearly 16 years older than me (his kids are grown), and we have such a wonderful time together.
I never knew I would make a conscious decision to not have kids, but that's in fact what I've done in the last two years. I'm definitely selfish with my time, and I get impatient if even my CAT wants too much of my attention, as indicated by a few gentile rubs and loud meows (I've locked her out of my room for lesser crimes). I
so take for granted the fact that I can just go and do whenever I please - I don't even think about it until I see so many people tied down by children. I can go for happy hour, I can stay out late, I can catch a movie or dinner on the fly with a friend after work, and I can sleep in every...single...weekend.
But I think the one thing that really cinched the deal for my decision is the mere thought that my child, after years of sacrifice and the best parenting I could give, could hurt me emotionally in ways it may not even understand -- when they disrespect you, blow you off, slam a door, hate you for disciplining them -- I could never deal with that; it would tear my very core.

I'm very happy with my life. I get a big charge out of planning new stuff all the time and find new ways to enhance my life.
Welcome to the forum!