Happy Birthday to Me

I woke up today and didn’t see roots.  I woke up today with breakfast in bed,  Waffles and scrambled eggs and jonquils from my garden.  It was the perfect start to my day.  I ate and went directly back to sleep.  It was glorious.

Then I walked into my kitchen and saw the fruits of their labor.  The kitchen can wait.  It is my birthday:)

I’m 47.  What kind of number is that?  From 45 to 50 the numbers are just that, numbers.  You are just waiting to turn 50.  I look forward to 50.  It is scary because in my head I am still 25/30.  I know you know what I am talking about:)

What does a 47 yr old do on her birthday?  Laundry.  Granted this laundry has been piling up for days.  I might as well get it done now.

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