The weeks leading up to my 43rd birthday happened at whirlwind speed – and I don’t mean the fun fluttering of activities, I mean the Wizard of Oz kinda tornado where you see witches flying by.
Hurricane Irma tore across the state two weeks ago. We were so fortunate here at the Triple H Ranch, only a few trees blew down and had the decency NOT to hit any structures – but we were out of power for nearly a week. Natural disasters put things into perspective – how fortunate we were to be able to withstand hurricane forces, whatever category they were.
In the midst of clean up, I started a new job – a virtual teaching position. Very exciting, but without power or internet it was impossible to actually start. So I started the new job last week. I still have no idea what I’m doing, but I get to do it all in the comfort of yoga pants!
Then I turned 43…
and landed in the beautiful Technicolor land of Oz!
I woke that morning to a pumpkin muffin (courtesy of Les) and bacon on a stick (courtesy of my parents) – and it keeps getting better! I have had well wishes from family, friends and people I don’t even know. While enjoying my free birthday lunch yesterday, the manager came over to congratulate my big day and ask if I’d had any work done (yet) because I looked great! What?! Not one to turn down a compliment – I took it!
And the world didn’t come to an end either!
Then less than 36 hours later, I found myself wearing a spectacular pink sombrero! If I had know that turning 43 would be this much fun, I’d have done it 10 years ago!
Seize the day my friends – I am!