It’s erev my 45th birthday. For my non-Jewish readers, “erev” is Hebrew for the “night before.”
I can’t believe I’ll be 45 tomorrow. Seems old. Aren’t I still 21?
I saw my therapist today and we took some time to reflect on my last year. It’s certainly had some high highs and some low lows. But, fortunately, it’s wrapping up on a high. Things with Ted are great. In fact, we both took tomorrow off from work to spend it together. 😃
Mom is doing amazingly well. She’s back to Broadway trips, travel, planning for the future.
And I’m enjoying my job. Our big boss sent me a note today to tell me how great I’m doing at work. So nice. And my immediate boss sent me a gift of chocolate covered pretzels. Yum!
Spending Friday with my two besties for dinner.
Things are good. Here’s to 45! 🥂
