Today is my 29th birthday. It doesn’t feel like it. Perhaps because it’s a Wednesday and I as such I have distributed plans for celebration. I went to see my dad last weekend, this weekend I’ll hang out with P and some friends (although, I’m meeting friends for DnD that was organised ages ago and has nothing to do with my birthday, but it will still be nice) then the weekend after that I’m going to go see my mum and my sister. So I do have plans, just not for today. Besides, payday isn’t ’til Friday.
That’s ok though, maybe I’ll order take out and have a glass of wine or something. I have a first aid training course tomorrow that I have to get up early for so I don’t want to stay up too late. Besides, yesterday I was at the theatre to see Strangers on a Train with Raj which was intense and brilliant (not a birthday thing either, but still fun). Long story short, I’m kind of knackered.
So, another circuit around the sun complete and I’m feeling optimisitic even as the grand old age of thirty looms large. Every other year has gone pretty well so far, so either this is a nice linear trend and I have no reason to think that this year won’t also go well.
Incidentally, the blog may be quiet but it’s not dead yet. Typically I write over breakfast or at the weekend and lately the mornings have been too dark and I haven’t been getting up early enough, and the weekends have been too full. I’ve been considering wrapping this up but, on balance, there’s still far too much stuff I want to blather on about so it’s unlikely to happen any time soon.
Anyway, so far 29 feels almost exactly like 28 and 29 felt good, so I’m not about to complain. Now all I have to do is resist the urge to find lists of things to do/read/see/etc before you’re 30, and nothing can go wrong.