Birthday

Monday is my birthday. I really don't mind getting older, I'll be 32.

My 30th birthday came and went without much fanfare. I had a party with friends and had a great time. I remember waking up the day after and feeling the same. I'll probably wake up Tuesday and feel the same as I did Monday.

I really don't understand some people's anxiety with aging, but I don't walk in their shoes.

Today the family will stop by and we'll cook on the grill and have a good time. I'm a little nervous about my uncle coming over. I think it's because I'm worried he'll be critical of my house. If he is, oh well. He doesn't have to live here, I do, and I like my house just fine.

Some more cleaning is in order to finish tidying up, then a trip to the grocery store.

Happy birthday to me!