I knew today would be no big deal. First day back from an excellent vacation, establishing a routine of sorts again, rain in the afternoon but sunny most of the day. My students were wonderful and I received some very thoughtful and special gifts from them, which is more than I could have asked for. I’ll take pictures of them and post them when I get back home.
So I’m 29 today. Huh. Who knew? Everyone keeps asking me what I’m going to do to celebrate and I keep answering, “nothing.” It’s not a “nothing” out of gloominess, it’s a “nothing” out of a desire not to make a big deal out of the day. I’m 29 years old. If I were turning 30, it’d be a different story altogether and I’d be calling in the troops for a proper celebration. But 29? It’s like a Tuesday.
See, it goes like this: Monday is special because it’s the first day of the work week and everyone dreads it. Wednesday is special (hello? HUMP Day? It’s got its own nickname.) Thursday, too, is Thirsty Thursday wherein the excitement builds for the coming Friday and weekend, and Friday goes without saying. But what happened to Tuesday? It’s the “nothing special” day. It’s the, “well, I’m already into the week and in the early part of it, so, eh, whatever.” And this here is how I feel about 29. I suppose you could say I am now definitely in my late 20’s, which, when I think of it that way sounds scarier than early 30’s, giving me yet another reason to look forward to turning 30.
In other news, I’m planning a trip to Buenos Aires. I think. We have 4 days off in May and I think I might make the trip down. I thought Salvador was going to be my big trip, but now that I know I have 4 more days of exploration, I think I will head south.
I am also heading to yoga, right now actually, so I’m going to end this post and head off to some ujaii breathing and Warrior Ones. The rain is lulling me to sleep so if I don’t get going now, I never will.
I also guess the point is I wish Dennis were here. He makes me want to celebrate things, and when he’s not here, well, I guess I just feel quiet. 29 isn’t so bad, but it’d be a lot better if he were here.