Prologue: ahem, pretend I posted this 1½ months ago, okay?
I was actually hoping for a quiet birthday this year. Last year was pretty freaking huge and I didn’t want to be greedy and aim for another one like that.
But if the universe doesn’t like your idea, it’ll laugh at you and do whatever the hell it wants with your birthday anyway.
My original birthday plan was to take a month off work and pfaff.
Then we booked a week in Fiji.
Then I got a new job.
Then I got to fly a Boeing flight simulator.
My birthday day itself was just what I needed: sugar coma-inducing lunch with Leigh and dinner at Blacktown Drive-In. I even got a birthday rainbow :’)
Who knows what the fark my life will be like by the time I turn 37. But something tells me it’s gonna be car-razy.