48

Mother nature dumped snow Tuesday. School was closed on the birthday. So the birthday plans I had envisioned went horribly awry. But in a good way.

Did puzzles with the girls, played games with the girls, went to the Melting Pot with the wife. Got a few things at Barnes and Noble and that. was. it.

Not that that is a bad thing necessarily, just a thing. So if how you spend your birthday is a harbinger of how your year is going to go, my 48th/49th year on the planet will be a rather sedate one. One could almost say a SPICEy one.

Growing Up

Three days until 48. 48 scares me more than 50 because of the following: the girls will be starting school, one, or both, of my parents may not be around to see 49 for me, the necessity of moving is starting to become apparent. I could go on but you get the point.

The good news is work doesn't start this week until Wednesday, the natal day. The bad news is work doesn't start until Wednesday leaving me a couple of days relatively alone with my thoughts.

I made the birthday playlist yesterday. I may have the opportunity to go out this AM and get some minor gifts for myself. If not, oh well.

Girls will be waking soon, wife after that. La vie continue...

Happy New Year!

of course the Michael Ball version - with amended lyrics of course...

So yeah, the start of the year. Weather wackiness, the joys of home ownership and back to the grind.

The grind is ok and bearable for now, although the closer we get to spring the more it will get chaotic and stressful.

A real world issue is coming to head and will have to be addressed.

Other than that, la vie continue.

interesting times ahead.