My birthday was today. I am now officially a middle-aged individual (not like it wasn’t already true, but now it’s official). I actually took time off from work this year for the first time in my adult life and I’m glad I did. It felt wonderful to not have to deal with rushing away from work or some other responsibility to enjoy the company of my family.
I got some pretty cool gifts and got to eat some awesome steak and all-in-all had a pretty good day and, as I sit here writing this, I’m being presented with a sugar-free double chocolate birthday cake. Although the festivities planned for this weekend will not happen due to all invitees having previous plans, I can still say that I enjoyed my birthday and, judging by the response on the site where people have faces in their books, alot of people wished me well. And a good many of those, I didn’t think would even give a rat’s ass.
I’m hoping that this is the trend with birthdays to come as, in the past, they have usually been unmitigated disasters, complete with fighting and arguing and all. Maybe being an old fart isn’t so bad after all.