Happy Birthday to Me
Yep, at 8:10pm this evening I’ll be officially 36 years of age.
In my mid- to late-30’s.
Whoopee!
I’m not concerned, age is all in the mind isn’t it?
Considering that I wore one of my birthday bras strapped onto my head for half an hour, I’d say my mind is in no danger of becoming middle-aged just yet.
It’s really kind of sad that neither Wren nor Mr Bump saw anything particularly strange in my behaviour.
They didn’t even laugh…
