I celebrated my 44th birthday on Wednesday. There wasn't much actual celebrating because Wednesdays don't allow for such frivolity if I want to be able to stay awake at my desk the next day. My co-workers and I went out for ice cream sundaes at lunch. I love ice cream but if I don't eat it almost totally melted I get horrible tooth/nerve pain around a half an hour after I eat it, thus I was in pain for an hour or so afterwards. I did finally take some Tylenol, which helped. After work I stopped by the house to do the usual watering of the plants/quail, filling of water jugs, and collecting the mail. I also got the tall ladder that I used to get on the roof because I need it back at the property if I am ever going to finish painting the barn-shed.
Birthdays always make me melancholy since my plans are usually based on my age. I want to be retired by 43. No I'm already 44. 45 probably not. 47 maybe? I have two more years to pay my mortgage at an accelerated rate plus $8K to pay back my mother and $8K I hope to contribute to my nephew's college. Today at work there was more grumbling about our new boss because he was hired to cut costs. Everything is getting scrutiny which makes people squirm. I probably shouldn't be writing this from my work computer. Thoughts go through my head like, what if I was laid off now? What would I do? Would I sell the house, rent out the house? Get another full time job? I despise looking for jobs so I hope to hang on to this one for another 3 years at least. Job unrest, political unrest, stock market unrest, plus another year older. I think I want to take a nap.