I'm getting old

Well... it will be in roughly 1.5 hours.

I am getting old...er. I will be twenty-four.

It's bittersweet, but I am going to celebrate it anyway. I didn't celebrate last year, it was my first birthday after my diagnosis. It was also 3 months after the diagnosis, actually, and I just wasn't in the mood.

It probably helped that no one seemed to notice my birthday, or to care about it... so I was okay with doing nothing. But, life is fragile. Life is short. I decided I was going to celebrate my birthday this year.

So... I am cleaning my house tomorrow.

And then going out to dinner with my husband.

And Saturday, my husband is going out with his friends.

While he is out, I am having an "I'm Getting Old" party/girl's night in/movie night at my house. Should be fun :) We're watching "Love and Sex," a really great movie. If you haven't seen it, you should check it out sometime. I know it sounds like a porno, but it isn't. Funny story about that actually... I called a video store once to see if they had it on stock to rent... the clerk I spoke with must have thought it was a porno. I could tell by her tone of voice, she then told me they didn't have it... which is strange because later that very same day I found it out on the shelves... in plain sight. Hmmmm. Anyway, it's a good movie. And, you'll be saying, "I cheese sandwich you," after you see it. Watch it sometime.

Before that movie though, I decided I needed a group viewing of "Empire Records," because it is one of my favorite movies. It's a lot like "The Breakfast Club," but more modern, and instead of high school students, they're more college aged... and there's more drugs/sex in it... but it's a great movie. Watch it sometime if you haven't.

So, I am going to enjoy myself Saturday night. Should take my mind of things, and alleviate some stress.

Oh, and I have the weekend off work! Oh, I love my job. I have a boss that is understanding, people that are laid back, and I am helping people (I don't get paid much, but... meh.) It's stressful, but... any of my other jobs, if I had asked for my birthday off? They would have laughed at me. But, my new boss knows I go to school Monday through Thursday, and I work every weekend (I typically only have Sunday's off.) So, I asked for just Saturday off to celebrate my birthday, and she gave me the entire weekend! How awesome is that?

(It's a good thing too. Because they're having a baby shower tomorrow for another employee, and I don't think I want to be around some stranger's baby shower on my birthday. Too depressing.)

I'll leave off on that note.

Hopefully it will be a good weekend. Fingers crossed.