So this year I am turning the big 2-8...and am wondering where the hell the time went. I seriously feel like I was JUST 22! Usually I am all about my birthday and having a day that is all about me...but this year I have been nothing but in a funk. I don't really know where this funk came from but all I know is that I don't feel happy about my birthday this year but rather just feel one step closer to being "old".
Now I know I am not "old" but I feel like I'm in a weird stage that is between "young" and "old" and I don't know where that leaves me. I know it's a new year but I am not a fan of this age. Even Hubs commented on my unusual view of my birthday and said he didn't know what to do about it. I told him to just leave me alone to wallow. Yes, pathetic, I know.
So, because of the funk I took today off of work and I spent my birthday laying on the couch watching mindless tv for hours, wandering around Target for an unnecessary amount of time, and then grocery shopping. What I didn't know was that hubs left work early to take me to dinner (aw sweet) but I was in the grocery store. So after I got home we went to a local Mexican restaurant in our jeans and sweatshirts (yep I wasn't even getting dressed up) and then watched a movie that night...on the couch.
This birthday hit me hard...like a slap in the face saying "wake up, what have you been doing with your life?!?" And you know what...I have no answer.
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