On Sunday, I celebrated my 44th birthday. Sometimes it is hard for me to believe that I am 44 years old. Inside, I feel so immature, all of… 12? 14 maybe? 36 on a good day? Age is such a funny thing.
But, back to the weekend. It was low key and lazy, which is pretty much perfect in my book. There was sushi and Vietnamese food and cake and lots and lots of flowers and hugs and maybe even a nap thrown in. What more could a girl want?
Things I hope to accomplish in my 44th year:
Design a cross stitch pattern
Draw more pictures
Try some block printing
Learn how to actually use Photoshop
Bake a really great loaf of crusty bread
Make changes to my work life
Better support Tom in his endeavors
Spend time with the boys each day after school
Invest time and energy in the people and things I care about
Continue to simplify our home and life
Exciting and scary! Here I gooooo!!!