It’s…..
It’s…..
My Birthday. I’ve slid another year down the muddy slope closer to Thirty. The big 3-0. I don’t think I’ll start the therapy for that one until a bit later. As long as I’ve still got a 2-something, I can cope.
(I must have a hang up about getting older.)
I’ve gotten flowers (thank you husband). I’ve won $26 on scratchie lottery tickets. I’ve got a brand new Robbie Williams DVD. So, I’m content.
But, as usual, I’ve got the birthday blues. Don’t know why.
Can’t stay. Gotta chase a baby around the house.
