I have a birthday coming up in the next few days.
No, I'm not going to tell you exactly when. That's a State Secret. What I will tell you is that I'm being seriously ripped off this year, because my birthday will be spent doing all kinds of things I really don't like. How bad will it be? Well, the most enjoyable part of the day will involve final preparations for having four rooms worth of hardwood floors refinished. And yes, I said that would be the fun part of my day.
Given this sad state of affairs, I've decided there's only one logical thing to do. I'm going to celebrate my birthday ahead of time. Not all on one day, mind you, but little indulgences and pockets of pleasure scattered across the days. A birthday week, if you will.
I like this idea. Why should all the fun be jammed into one day, anyway? Especially when the process of bringing me into this world took far more than a mere twenty-hour hours. At least, that's what my mother always said, and I figure if anyone would know, it would be her.
But there's one catch to this idea: I can't figure out what to do.
I know. It's pathetic. But I am really lousy at having fun. Oh, I can figure out special foods (ice cream, ribs, poutine), and I'm pretty good at cuing up some of my favorite tunes to belt while washing the dishes. But what else should I do?
- I like massages and pedicures, but I'm too cheap to spring for them
- My husband & the girls already gave me my gift ( a new phone. I had to have it ahead: my old one was dying before my eyes)
- I don't enjoy shopping
- I would love to spend an afternoon reading, but because of the aforementioned Many Yucky Things on the horizon, I'll be lucky to grab fifteen minutes before I pass out each night
So, folks, I'm turning to you. I need ideas for cheap, fast, non-food ways to celebrate another trip around the sun.
Help me, Super Birthday Fairies. You're my only hope.