Not only my birthday, but today starts my yearly holiday break. Woo Hoo.
And, though Iâ€™d like to say I was wakened up with a long lingering kiss from herself, it wasnâ€™t to be.
She was already up, coughing and spewing and generally being totally and completely ill.
And that didnâ€™t really get me up anyway. No, it was the phone call after 8 am from a family in town whose funeral for their dad I was going to attend this week. Well it seems the family funeral plans have degenerated into an internal squabble, and half the family doesnâ€™t like who was going to do the funeral and half want me to do it. Now they arenâ€™t really talking, and they want me to take care of, well, everything.
So, on holidays, but not.
Lauralea is as sick as it gets, but her â€œonly gift to me is the special meals she is preparingâ€¦â€ so she isnâ€™t going back to bed anytime soon.
And yeah, like that.
And Iâ€™m 45. Thatâ€™s like there is no way to deny or work my head around the fact that I am indeed middle aged.
I even bought a exercise cycle the other day and have been working out on it â€“ well, twice so far. But yeah, I am well ensconced in middle age.
Woo. hoo indeed.
At least I know what Iâ€™ll be doing this first week of holidays. I donâ€™t always like not knowing what Iâ€™ll be doing.
and thanks for all your facebook well wishes. You are a great bunch.
Sometimes I feel pulled in too many directions.
(A pic taken yesterday with my brothers Apple computer.)