Well, the good news is that I matched last years birthday card count.
And I got cake from Ambrosia Bakery.
And I was able to fake my way through the day.
Tomorrow I get to give a deposition about my car accident from last July. Not sure how much more I can add to “A dump truck backed into my car and almost ran over me”. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow.
To be honest, I’m not expecting much from this upcoming year. Next year when I hit 35, then I can have the midlife crisis.
But maybe this is what I need, not to have any expectations at all. All the shit that happens to you, good or bad, usually happens when you least expect it.
Deposition tomorrow; inventory on Saturday and Sunday; Mario Kart on Tuesday.
Here’s a picture so I can remind myself what I look like a year from now
