Yay.
I am 23 now. This changes everything? I don't know. I do feel a little less like a kid. Basically all it does is emphasize to me the adult things I've already been doing, and put into perspective the things I still want to do. So, not a change really, but nice to think about.
The ladies at work treated me to cheesecake, among other thoughtful things, and were just generally really excited and encouraging all week. They're awesome people. Probably the best I'll ever get to work with. They're one of the several groups of people it'll be very hard to leave if I get into MFA programs. (No word on that yet, by the way...probably won't start hearing back until March.)
Then on Friday night, Mike, Jason, Casey, and I took our usual trip to Chipotle, came back, joined Josh for Smash Bros., got tipsy. Played Puerto Rico. I'm too competitive to completely enjoy board games in most situations, but this time it was really fun. Had we finished, I might have won?
Today will probably be lazy. I want to write. I'm halfway done with my novel! I had hoped to finish in a year, and with five months left until the end of June, I just might make it. Even if I don't, it's a goal for this year. I've been trying to work hard on it. Doesn't always work out so well with a full-time job, but it's nice to know I'm making progress.
Anyway, as is the way with my birthdays (I don't know why this happens), it will actually continue to be celebrated in various ways for about a week. I'll have lunch with my family on Sunday, and hopefully sometime next week I'll be able to catch up with my girls. (Something low-key...Melanie suggested Pizza King, which I tried to tell myself we'd grown out of, but then decided might be the best idea yet.) Then the week-long birthday will presumably end.
At any rate, I'm doing well. Still alive. Very happy. Sometimes I think my birthday mainly exists to remind me how lucky I am in the company I keep. Thanks again everyone.
The ladies at work treated me to cheesecake, among other thoughtful things, and were just generally really excited and encouraging all week. They're awesome people. Probably the best I'll ever get to work with. They're one of the several groups of people it'll be very hard to leave if I get into MFA programs. (No word on that yet, by the way...probably won't start hearing back until March.)
Then on Friday night, Mike, Jason, Casey, and I took our usual trip to Chipotle, came back, joined Josh for Smash Bros., got tipsy. Played Puerto Rico. I'm too competitive to completely enjoy board games in most situations, but this time it was really fun. Had we finished, I might have won?
Today will probably be lazy. I want to write. I'm halfway done with my novel! I had hoped to finish in a year, and with five months left until the end of June, I just might make it. Even if I don't, it's a goal for this year. I've been trying to work hard on it. Doesn't always work out so well with a full-time job, but it's nice to know I'm making progress.
Anyway, as is the way with my birthdays (I don't know why this happens), it will actually continue to be celebrated in various ways for about a week. I'll have lunch with my family on Sunday, and hopefully sometime next week I'll be able to catch up with my girls. (Something low-key...Melanie suggested Pizza King, which I tried to tell myself we'd grown out of, but then decided might be the best idea yet.) Then the week-long birthday will presumably end.
At any rate, I'm doing well. Still alive. Very happy. Sometimes I think my birthday mainly exists to remind me how lucky I am in the company I keep. Thanks again everyone.