*squishes f-list*
It's been a lovely day. Thank you all for the wishes and messages. I didn't really do anything special, unless you count spending a bunch of money on plane tickets. ;D Yup, I have firm departure dates now, and the first one is less than a month away, eep! And the arrive-in-England date of April 10th ain't much further along. It's so incredibly surreal. I feel less stressed today, though; more on top of things with a concrete deadline. Even if I'll be scrambling to get everything I want done in time, almost everything that's absolutely critical, is done. I haven't packed my actual suitcases yet, obviously (things'll be wrinkled enough as it is!), but I know what I'm packing. And everything else is coming along, if slowly at times.
Tomorrow, the mother and I are going to the Home Show to drool over things like hardwood floors, sprawling decks and hot tubs that we can't afford *g* and then we're having brunch downtown. (The dad doesn't do brunch, lol.) The other gifts from the parents were a pair of pretty spring pyjamas so that I'll have at least one new pair that's fit to be worn in front of other people, and a handful of funny-looking money with a familiar lady on the front and guys I've never heard of on the back. :DDD
I'm half-assedly doing things tonight, partly because hi, birthday, and partly because hi, birthday, meet sparkling wine. *grins* What the hell. I'm only going to turn thirty-five once, thank God!
Tomorrow, the mother and I are going to the Home Show to drool over things like hardwood floors, sprawling decks and hot tubs that we can't afford *g* and then we're having brunch downtown. (The dad doesn't do brunch, lol.) The other gifts from the parents were a pair of pretty spring pyjamas so that I'll have at least one new pair that's fit to be worn in front of other people, and a handful of funny-looking money with a familiar lady on the front and guys I've never heard of on the back. :DDD
I'm half-assedly doing things tonight, partly because hi, birthday, and partly because hi, birthday, meet sparkling wine. *grins* What the hell. I'm only going to turn thirty-five once, thank God!