Another Year Older

It was my birthday a week ago. The semi raucous celebrations of my youth have given way to days of quiet, more or less, contemplation of the addition of another number to my personal total. It was a work day and I was alone in the office as we are so busy installing equipment. The work keeps on coming and we are waiting for word to install more in this month.

I didn't take myself to breakfast as I was going to. I got up a bit too late to do that. But Carole provided lunch.

I am predictable in my tastes which makes it easy to, if one so desired, give me something to mark the occasion of my birth. I have the gals who make the sandwiches at Subway all trained now.

It's a turkey and cheese sandwich with lettuce, green peppers, spinach and a line of mustard. I usually get chips and a Dr Pepper. Since it was my birthday, I added cookies.

I must have seemed quite happy or happier than usual because the owner of the shop asked how I was doing, if I minded the cold weather. I replied that not a lot was bothering me that day. "Oh? Why is that?" she asked. "Well, it's my birthday today." And with that she burst into a horribly off-key rendition of "Happy Birthday". I was alternately embarrassed and quite touched. As I was paying with my gift card, she wished me "Happy Birthday" again and said, "Okay, everyone, my good customer is having a birthday. Let's all sing." The look on the faces of the 5 other people in the store was quite priceless. You could hear their thought processes. "I'm supposed to sing 'Happy Birthday' to someone I don't know? I can't carry a tune in a bucket." I have to admit to giggling all the way back to the office.

My friend, Patt, sent a Starbucks gift card.

She makes a lot of her cards and I love getting those. I'm not a Starbucks patron except at Christmas when they have wonderful hot cocoa drinks. I still have the card she sent last year which has, I think, a whopping 80 cents left on it. Going to use that up this year.

I think this is the most surreal birthday wish. I logged into my bank account last weekend to pay bills and this is the first thing I saw.

I didn't realize I had a team at Chase. I know they have my personal  information on file, it's kind of necessary to attach you to your money. This was just a bit jarring to see. It didn't make the act of paying bills any better.

So, here I am, another year on this earth. I don't really have any wishes for myself. Things are comfortable. Each month brings new strides forward. If I can have a year just like this last one, I'll be very happy.

Beverage:  Lady Gray tea

Deb