The boys won't remember it's my birthday because hubby won't remember to remind them. I'm the one who reminds everyone else about birthdays. I don't think I should be expected to remind my family about MY birthday. I was shocked when my mother remembered this year. She forgot last year. Missed speaking to my brother this week (I phone once a week) I doubt he and sis-in-law will remember. They're in the middle of a big home renovation project.
It's a "big one" this year. I'm not sure how I feel about it. My best friend and I had spoken last year about doing something together to celebrate. She's a week later than I. But a death in our family and an upcoming wedding in her's changed our priorities. So my birthday won't be a big celebration. We're not the big social couple that we used to be.
In my heart I'd like hubby to do something special but he's not that type of person. If I wanted a party I'd have to do it myself and that just feels like work. That and we can never predict when hubby will be home...
I thought I'd spend some of the money my mother gave me on some new shoes. Unfortunately the one place was closed and the other was having a sale, which meant nothing in the size or style I wanted. Looked for a purse and couldn't find one the right size. I hate when you want to buy something and you just can't find what you're looking for. Being in a small town means not having a lot of places to look either.
I was looking forward to this birthday last year. Now after the long awful winter, it just doesn't feel like anything special.
Maybe hubby will make it home, our friends' daughter will feel better and we'll actually make it out for dinner. I can hope right?
