This is my birthday weekend. Well, sort of. My birthday is actually Monday, but I’m going to celebrate throughout the weekend, because why not? And by “celebrate” I mean do my usual stuff, but with more cake. Also, I think I’ll cash in a gift certificate for a massage Drew got me for our anniversary back in July. My friend Matt is coming to town for work and he’s going to join me and Drew and my friend Mary Saturday night for a pre-birthday celebration. I decided to keep things small and save a bigger-type celebration for my 40th, which is still, like, 11 years away. Just kidding. It’s two years away! I’ll be 38 on Monday and you know what? I feel great! I love even number years and 38 just seems like a good, solid number. I have high hopes for the year ahead.
Monday night — my birthday, if we didn’t establish that enough in the last paragraph — is a full moon, supermoon, harvest moon, which is astronomical and astrological speak for: “shit’s gonna be awesome.” I love harvest time — the beginning of fall, back-to-school, re-focusing on work. Jackson had preschool orientation this week (he LOVED it!) and starts for real on Wednesday, and I’m excited to have more time in the week while he’s in school to get stuff done, and especially to re-focus on DW. I feel like the summer was a time of transition here and I’ve been doing a lot of work behind the scenes and now it’s time to (hopefully) see some of the fruits of that labor. Harvest time! 38! Shit’s gonna be awesome!
Happy weekend, everyone! Hope y’all have a great one.