Today is my birthday. I have attained the age of the answer to life, the universe and everything. (If you don't know the reference, that's what Google is for...)
Some years ago, Hubby initiated a "birthday week" tradition in our family. So every day this week, I've been getting some sort of birthday present or treat. We had cake for holiday dessert, we went out to dinner tonight (with the kids, which always means restriction on restaurant choices, due to their picky eating habits...) and there is an 'event' this coming weekend.
Hubby asked sometime last week what I wanted for my birthday. I had been anticipating that question for a while, but really, there is nothing I want that you can buy in a store. I want my kids to stop fighting. I want my basement to be cleaned and unpacked. I want to lose weight and wear my clothes better. I want more time in my day for me and for exercise. I want to enjoy reading for fun again. I want to work less and earn more.
Somehow I'm thinking a trip to the mall isn't going to cover any of that - and that's even if Hubby would ever consider going to a mall, which he wouldn't.
So I emailed Hubby my Chapters wish list. Guess what I've been getting all week? Books right off my wish list. Not even wrapped. Sort of anti-climatic but whatever - when you've attained the pinnacle of all human wisdom and knowledge by getting to the answer of life, the universe and everything, I guess it's all coasting downhill from here!
Though I still have hopes that next year maybe the kids won't fight...
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