Happy Star Wars Day!
Get it? May the Forth be with you?
Yeah, only on my birthday could there be such a pun made.
Just the other day, I was told I was too punny for so early in the morning when I went into work. I can’t help it – I come by it honestly.
I hate my birthday. I’m trying to learn to love it, but that familiar feeling comes over me each year. That dread – that wondering if anyone is going to really remember without the Facebook reminder. I know this is because of the fact that I was born on the worst part of the month if you have a father who was in the reserves. It’s only one weekend a month – but it’s always the weekend of my birthday. And as my dad rose in the ranks, the two days became four or five depending on the prep needed. Years of training in the first 20 years of my life have made it difficult to break out of the dread I feel. While I don’t care that I’m getting older, I just hate the wondering of what it will be this year.
But, today IS my birthday. I am another year older. I am going to try to have a good day. And hopefully, it will be a good one.
If not, there is always beer. 🙂