Yesterday was my birthday. It was a happy occasion -- as long as I didn’t think about the age thing.
I got the say in everything. What to eat, where to go, and I got to do whatever I wanted and it was all A-OK. And, you can issue all kinds of proclamations; so what if they expire at midnight. I thank my family for that. That is how we do birthdays.
But, I was so busy having a birthday that I forgot to relax. Now it’s over. I don’t want to wait for a whole year for that kind of control again.
I could ask for a birthday redux, but, frankly, I think I exhausted my husband (not like that!!) and he is not going to go for my plan. And, what if he asks for the same when it is his birthday?
I could run away from home and relax, but who would do the laundry? I think the dog would miss me too.
I am sad with my hand propping up my head.
And my hair stylist is sick today.
See how sad this is?
Its the post birthday 'let down'. Don't worry...soon you'll be back to the slave labor you had the day before your birthday and things will be as they once were....but really, why should you???? Break out of the mold and dare to issue any proclamation you desire!! Go you! Dede
ReplyDeleteRunning away from home often feels like an appealing option, which is why little kids in cartoons tie their belongings (yo-yo, comic, an apple, slingshot) in a hanky on a stick and march away from their houses as if they might actually never return. They're not scared, they are excited. So maybe there's something exciting you can do each week, a little mini running away, that will make life seem less mundane between birthdays. Then Annie won't be sad, and your human family members will still have clean undies. Your family loves you, and will still love you, even when you are old and wrinkled and cranky. Chin up, girl!!
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