I’m officially 28 years old. My phone is currently dead because my 9th charger since having this phone decided to die on me. I’m sorta complaining, but kinda not because it’s one less distraction. Granted, I’m on a desktop computer with access to almost everything that was on my phone so.. there’s that.
I have moved states, started a new job with a nonprofit organization, finally let someone else regularly watch my son and have been OK with it mentally, and lost 15 pounds. But I did eat some pizza today, and for the last few days I’ve been a bit too friendly with bad carbs so I probably gained some weight back. I’m not stressing about it.
Birthdays don’t really change anything. It is just another day, and nothing changes if nothing changes. But I like even numbers better, and SURELY 28 couldn’t be worse than my 27th year of life.
I know I always write about writing more, but I’m going to write more. I’m not sure about what exactly, but I’ll figure out what I want to do with this site. I don’t have the heart to get rid of it anyway. So.. happy birthday to me!