And, really, it was the Things I Couldn't Control that were stressful. Because everything else was just me being grumpy.
A friend's last day of work was yesterday and could her two children come spend the morning with us because her husband couldn't get off of work?
The Swiss buttercream I was whipping up for my birthday cake (yes, I was making my own. What?) never came together. I've been making this icing for years. Years. Always came together beautifully. Until yesterday. Twice. The second time (after an unplanned trip to the grocery store for more butter) I was able to fix it. But only after banging my head on the counter a few times.
Himself is in the middle of finals this week. Great timing, that.
The four kiddos were running around upstairs, boys vs. girls. It's all fun and games until someone catches a nerf arrow with her nose. I discovered today that blood washes out of her princess dress just fine.
At some point, our HVAC compressor decided to develop a horrendous whine. Not a clue what that was all about.
My sister and her family came in to celebrate Christmas and birthday with us. Our original plan had been to order Thai take out. But the Thai restaurant never answered their phone. So we went with a Japanese place we'd never been to but had been recommended by a friend. We should have just driven down to the Thai place and ordered.
Clearing plates away and his bat phone rings. At least it was a call that was resolved fairly quick. And there was still pie left when he got home.
But the company was delightful. And the lemon pie made by my sister and the gluten free salted caramel chocolate cake were delicious!
So...anyway. Another birthday come and gone. Growing older doesn't bother me. As many have pointed out, it certainly beats the alternative. But I very much enjoyed my non-stressed-no-where-to-go and-no-one-anxious-about-it-just-us-day today. Those are my favorites.
