42

I turned 42 just over a week ago.

Having a birthday right now is weird. It was weird.

But it wasn’t bad. I expected to be lonely and sad. I never take my birthday off from work because I like being around people telling me happy birthday. I like being celebrated.

My mom and Cortney did a great job of making me feel very celebrated upon turning 42 years old this year despite all the social distancing.

My mom showed up in our front yard in the morning waving and smiling like the wonderful woman she is. She had a bag of “birthday snacks” for me and wanted to yell HAPPY BIRTHDAY from the yard. I love that she surprised me AND that she was a goof while she did it.

I got out of the house and drove to our local Bigby to get a birthday latte by way of drive thru.

It was sunny and lovely.

Cortney gave me the new bookshop Lego set I have been eyeing.

(I almost have it finished already!)

We ordered pizza.

Cortney had a cake for me, so there was singing and blowing out of candles.

There was happiness and joy and after the kids went to bed, Cortney and I played Animal Crossing on our Nintendo Switch (that our kids don’t even know we have because we haven’t told them because we need fun too!) and did Legos.

I shouldn’t be surprised that the day was so great. I underestimate my family sometimes.

Of course I would have liked to go on the date night Cortney had planned. I would have loved to spend the evening with friends and drinks and good food and lots of laughter.

But this was good too.

No. It was perfect.

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