None other than me!! Was I excited? No. Why? I think I’m already at the point of not getting excited or not looking forward to celebrating birthdays simply because it’s not exciting anymore. You know what I mean? Sorry if I don’t make sense. My mom still wanted to celebrate it—she cooked for me this lunch and even ordered cake. She claimed that someone gave it to her but I doubt it. Not that I’m not thankful that my parents still wanted to celebrate my birthday. I’m forever grateful, and I am happy that we were able to celebrate it despite of me having to go to work—it’s an evening shift too.
This is the first time that I’m not with my parents for my birthday. Last year and the year before, since I was still at school, we were able to celebrate it together. Year of 2017, I had to work but it was morning so we still end up celebrating it.
I guess, I’m also at the point of finding joy and contentment from small things. Like celebrating birthdays with people who are closest and dear to me. I remember few years back, my parents would really prepare meals and invite almost everyone they knew (most of them I don’t know)—then I’d invite my friends after because they’re the only one’s I personally knew. Then some of my parents’ friends actually gave me gifts which are not appropriate for my age. I think it’s because they thought I was younger LOL. It still brought me happiness because who wouldn’t feel happy from receiving a gift, right? Times change, I grew older (literally), and my friends have their own lives to live. We’re not kids anymore that we could drop whatever we’re doing to hang-out. We have our own responsibilities. We’re adults.
My fiancé gave me a purse (a handbag) and a picture of us when he proposed with his self-written poem at the back of the picture. I honestly liked the poem better than the bag to be honest (hello if you’re reading this, please write me more poems, thanks 🤣). My parents gave me new scrubs (I don’t have to buy anymore, yes!). I felt bad receiving gift from my parents because they’ve done more than enough—shouldering my groceries and gas for two years when I was in school. I really wanted for them to stop spending money on me. But, if they really want to I could only accept it LOL. I try to give back and help as much as I can.
I was planning to call in because I didn’t really want to work as it was my birthday. At the same time, I thought that I should get use to this set-up. There was also a snowstorm on my birthday. I really thought I had to stay overnight at work because one of my colleagues already called in. Night shift staff said they’re fine—and if ever I ended up staying though, I wouldn’t guarantee that I’d be able to come in for my evening shift the next day. I have no problem staying up all night—but I have trouble sleeping right after coming home. It’d take me 2-3 hours to sleep. Bad habit I need to fix, I know. When I was done with work, I thought I wouldn’t be able to get out of the parking lot because of the amount of snow behind my vehicle. Good thing there was no one parked beside me so I was able to maneuver and take my vehicle out. The challenge was driving back home—thank God I live in town—the streets were covered in snow and I thought that I will end up in a ditch. It didn’t happen, I arrived home safe. Phew.
Anyway, this is my birthday post. I will probably post something “nicer” next time. Hehe.
Stay safe everyone!
