Yesterday was my twenty-something birthday. I think this officially means I’m in my late 20s, not my mid-20s.
Since I’ve just started my new job and Monday was a holiday, I felt weird about taking the day off even though I technically am allowed a day off for my birthday per my contract. I opted instead to take today off, seeing as my father is here and today is his half-century birthday. Hooray for major milestones daddy-o! Yes, we have back-to-back birthdays. I like to think I was the best birthday gift he’s ever received.
Before heading into the office, for what would ultimately become one of those days where everything is just annoying, BK, my dad and his girlfriend met up for brunch at Linda’s Seabreeze Cafe. I’ve been wanting to go there for awhile now but it’s always super-packed on weekends. I opted for the Popeye omelet, which had cheddar, spinach and mushrooms. It was delicious and the portions were so huge I had to take part of it home. And unlike so many breakfast spots, the coffee at Linda’s is legitimately good.
Then it was off to work, where things just seemed to go wrong at every turn. My co-worker surprised me with a pastry, which was very sweet, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her I’m gluten-free so I just brought it home for bk.
After an exhausting day, I was looking forward to just coming home and relaxing with my boy and my dog. Boyfriend whipped up this cheese platter for me, along with some prosecco and my favorite gelato.
He also surprised me with my gift: a GPS. After insisting for weeks that it was unnecessary, I’d started to realize that it actually was – I’ve spent far too much time this past week driving in circles in frustration — but I was feeling too proud to admit I was wrong. Luckily for me, that boy sometimes knows me better than I know myself.
Also, the number of birthday comments, texts, emails and phone calls I received from friends, family and colleagues was pretty overwhelming. I’m feeling pretty loved these days.