Tomorrow's my birthday.
I'll be 27. 3 years from 30. I know it's just a number, but it still sends a message. Not sure whether it's a good one or not, I guess we will see when it gets here. For now, I will enjoy the time before it :)
Tomorrow is also the day we are spending the holidays with my parents. It started out being planned as a wonderful day, but there have been changes.
First, finding out my nephew won't be there.
Then, turns out my sister and her new husband won't be there.
Now, Corey and his kids may not be there as the flu has been going around school the past week.
Brady had it and now Maria is telling us that Paige has it.
So if it turns out they are still icky in the morning, Corey and the kids will be here and I will be up north with the girls and my parents.
We're hoping things turn out well. This seems to happen every year, at least the past couple years. We seems to make plans and get it all worked out to the last detail, then something happens. Last year we worked everything out to get things done and it almost fell apart last minute due to stupidity on someone else's part. It did work out in the end though.
Getting all this out feels better, and I'm putting it out there that it all works out.