Today is my big ole 38th birthday. It sounds so bad when I say it. I still feel like I'm in my 20's. Notice I didn't say when I was a teenager. So far it has been an extremely normal, and boring day. My husband sang happy birthday to me this morning and made me coffee. Very sweet. And then my mom called me. So that's always nice to hear from her.
And life goes on...if I may complain...the one thing I hate so far about getting older is all of the paperwork I have to keep track of. I can't stand it. I have a nice filing cabinet, but it's just horrible. Whenever I'm filing bills and receipts away I always feel like I'm in the movie Brazil, with all the papers swirling around, and then I'll just vanish.