Birthdays and all that is right with the world.

Easter cookies I made yesterday. Took me 4 hours. yep. I was in my Pj's

gah. I don't feel like it's my birthday (it's tomorrow).

What a cruel, cruel joke. Having an April fool's birthday.

I'm not a very big fan of the day my birthday falls on. Besides that, I've always been pretty excited about birthdays. People shower you with attention and gifts, I get catered to by my lovies. What's not to love? I don't know why this year I am feeling a bit ambivalent about it. I could care less. Besides the lovely card and wishes from a dear friend, I don't really care if it goes unnoticed.

Maybe if I stop celebrating birthdays I won't actually be turning another year? Maybe it's my internal clock telling me it's time for me to start being angry at how old I'm getting? The thing is, I'm not even thirty yet. but I definitely feel older than what I am turning. I guess having a kid can wear your mind/body down a little sooner.

Maybe I'm not into it this year because of so many things going on right now. I'm distracted with...life. I don't feel overwhelmed, just this sense of making sure my eggs are in the basket. (heh, Easter's on the mind too apparently). I know I have to prioritize and make time for certain things, but I catch myself wanted to wear PJ's all day, and shut out the world, and just retreat for a while. Lay my dizzying head on my pillow and just sleep, and lethargically watch TV all day, while snacking on cereal 'round the clock. haha. I know I cannot get into the habit of thinking I can "Check" out. I need to focus on things, now more than ever! It's going to be really rough the next couple of months, adjusting to a new work schedule, Taylor starting school in August. I guess I just need a kick in the ass. So, if you are reading this. Feel free to kick me in the ass, and tell me to get dressed.