The strangest birthday ever

Today is my birthday!

Yay!!!

Or not?

First of all, I always feel weird when someone asks "did you get spoilt?"

What does that mean?

• Lots of presents? 
• Did people treat you nicely?
• Do you feel spoilt with love?
• What?

I don't know. I probably overthink these things.

photo by D, 17 June - look what happens when you hand over the camera sometimes )

I have had the oddest birthday ever. The first time ever I wasn't able to just swan around and receive my phone calls (I sound like I have delusions of grandeur but we're a birthday phoning family) and chit-chat for a few minutes here and there throughout the morning :(

• hundreds of facebook wishes with no time to reply properly and thank people sincerely
• phone calls that all went to voicemail because I can't take calls in my work environment (the connectivity and who wants to talk in front of those people!). My mother persisted and got me at about 6:30. My father missed me, so did many friends, etc.
• text messages
• whatsup
• emails
• a friend that "forced" me out of the building to come have a coffee and a scone with her (I'm so glad she did)

 and i can't keep up with all of it. I feel so very blessed


The best was D and the kids.

D said he kissed the kids ONCE on their cheeks and said, "wake up, it's Mummy's birthday" and they bounced out of bed (they never bounce) and came to mine.

What a lovely way to wake up with two warm, cuddly bodies throwing themselves at you.

They sang happy birthday, gave me presents and helped me unwrap them all!

Tonight we were going to go out to eat but Connor had a bad cough this morning so we're being "wise" parents by staying in. D brought the food here though so I set the table nicely and we did candles and everything.

Kendra says, "Guys, WAIT! (first of all, GUYS!!!!) We have to sing for Mummy first" so that's what they did. Too sweet.

But in between all that sweetness there was work.

Oh WORK!

It was quite nice to be undercover today.

The project is moving too slowly so we got read the riot act yesterday by the manager and this morning I was "welcomed" to a meeting first thing with the way things will be for the rest of this month. It's all fine - it needed someone overruling the PM and exerting some focus; only thing is there are some ground rules like no sitting in the office, no email, internet, phones, ipads, etc (in other words, the things that keep me sane).

So where we're meant to sit there is no network cable and no power. I'm this close to throwing that stupid laptop out of the 6th floor window to crash in the CBD below. When am I supposed to read the millions of emails they keep sending through, and more important, when am I supposed to send my work in. It's a really complicated process we currently go through to send emails but it works... if we have the tools.

I told the PM I need to send my emails through and went to our old office to go send it to find it locked up (this is the level of micromanaging) so I just said an F word and my eyes started leaking. However, I threw my laptop into my bag and stormed out of there. Okay it was 4:20 so not bad but still.

I made it 34 days between cries! A miracle!!!

Had a good cry in the car and went to the post off ice on the way home. When I stopped the car, a song was playing on my CD. I don't know about you but with me, I will then have that song in my head the WHOLE time. It's the same song I heard when I chose my word for the year, TRUST. The one line goes "I will trust you, Lord" which is exactly what I'm doing but it's so hard.

Nevertheless, this 39-year-old is going to watch some Seinfeld with her husband on the couch :)

Thank you to all of you for your wishes today - I really do appreciate it all very much. I am blessed!!!

What's been your weirdest birthday?

Mine was my 35th one, the one when the babies were 30 days old... HELL on steroids. D and I fighting, babies screaming, craziness. I think that was the day I decided we needed a night nurse to help out.

PS D has known me for 21 years.... forever!