Born in July, as a kid I was jealous of classmates who got to bring cupcakes and have the teacher and the whole class celebrate non-summer birthdays. So once I started working I loved jobs where they brought cakes in on birthdays. I love my birthday! I will never not want to celebrate how old I am! Not working for 7 years allowed me to forget about cards “from all of us” and that wonderfully awkwardly wonderful way it feels to be the center of attention.
So when I walked in the break room this morning and saw this note it made me cry…
(…seriously, real tears. Crying is the new black for me this year).
I foresee a birthday cake for me on Thursday. Stay tuned!