It’s my birthday

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I’m only a day older than yesterday but now I get to claim being 36.

I’m celebrating by doing nothing. Well not exactly doing nothing. But taking a break from responsibilities.

The dirty dishes from Tuesday’s dinner are still in the sink.

Changing my bedding is overdue.

I’ve been doing whatever I want.

I’ve been reading blog posts and Substacks in bed. I got high in the morning and munched on a cheesy kimchi egg milk bun and half a guava and cheese pop tart from the too expensive bakery down the street while in bed while binging Girls. Good thing I didn’t change the sheets before I made all these crumbs ;p

I took a nap at 11! 11am is my absolute favorite time to nap – it’s always for pleasure and not exhaustion, which is usually the nap I take and been a bit too often of an occurrence recently.

I strolled to my favorite local pizza joint and ate a slice outside. I had pepperoni and onion margarita with a can of Coke and a straw.

And now I’m back in bed, still sipping that Coke, still binging Girls and writing this post from my phone because I just can’t be bothered to power on my laptop even though it’s sitting right next to me.

Ryan is on his way home and I’m debating if we will hang out or banish him to a different room so I can keep bed rotting in solitude. We’re going to a nice dinner tomorrow to celebrate together so I won’t feel too bad ignoring him today.

And don’t worry, the dogs have still been well cared for. In fact, they have been spoiled. Just like they are most days.  Shredded cheese on their kibble for breakfast? Yep! Cuddles in bed with mom most of the day? Yes, please! Three trips to the dog park? Why not?! A chunk of pizza crust wrapped in a napkin and shoved in a pocket so they don’t miss out. Spoiled.

I have so much more to say. My brain has been thinking about blogging most of the day. But those thoughts are not for this post.

I thought about writing 36 life lessons for today, and maybe I still will another day. With that, I’ll sign off with my favorite lesson that I’m still learning to apply in different ways: Less is more.

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