Happy Birthday To Me

Two weeks ago today, I got downsized from a job I loved and was at for over 5 years. Today I turn 35. All 5'3" and far too many pounds of me. In the past two weeks, I've got my office into better shape (mostly), finally moved some other furniture around that I've been meaning too for a while, separated no less than 12 crates of junk to go to the local jumble shop, acquired a pair of sky blue doc's for less than $20, had business cards printed, worked on my resume with a consultant, joined the knitting olympics and attended workshops. And I've relaxed, possibly too much but it's new territory for me so I'm not sure. Things I haven't done enough of include writing, painting and exercise. So those would be my very personal new years resolutions. Today, I've got one workshop, bit of stuff around the house to do, possible scrabble match with friends planned and have already received a phone message from my dad singing happy birthday, heartfelt and badly. Which was more kinds of nice than I can count.