My day on 14 Sept, 2011

Back in Sheffield. A late night on the phone last night, a late morning start with coffee. Cherry on top with ‘Gone with the wind’. Another dose of my warm cosy bed, fingers tapping away on my laptop to thank my well-wishers; I'm that considerate. Melts me a bit to realise I've been blessed with good friends. A call to my best-friend; she went - don’t die until we meet again. Another to my parents; a birthday song sung. Stepped on a dead rat on my way out. Big dinner, an even bigger dessert - a surprise home-made cake and presents from my friends; told you I'm blessed. Yes I do love surprises. The biggest surprise's the gift from my boyfriend; no wonder I said yes. A no-fuss birthday without alcohol, yet I feel so content. After all, age is just a number it’s what's in your head that matters. Trying to pull up my second favourite grey jeans, ummm yeah I definitely need to un-freeze that gym membership though. Night-time again, I won’t be a princess any more tomorrow, turning twenty three can be tiring yawn.............................toodles*

I'm blessed and cursed, in logical sequence planned out by the Architect, and I'm equally grateful for both.