Another birthday is looming. I’m clinging on to my thirties by my knicker elastic!
My earlier birthdays were full of excitement and parties. Lavish gifts and surprises. Now I find them rather miserable. My current inept social life isn’t helping. My present reflection, is also poking me with a rather large stick. I’m starting to look as old as I feel.
I have zero plans for my big day. There will obviously be a close encounter with wine, at some stage but that’s it. I remember fondly, the celebration packed weekends, of yesteryear. I fast forward to the present day with a heavy heart.
My birthday happens to be falling on Black Friday. Oh yes…black indeed. Mental bargain hunters all around shopping like Armageddon is imminent.
Right now, I would settle for a lie in until 8am and a shower. What the hell is wrong with me?!? Time maybe marching on but I’m not a pensioner! I have one day to plan a celebration for one…
Got it! I am going to sleep in until 8am and take my wine into the shower with me!
Cracking start to the day!