So, I got outed. Today is my birthday. It has definitely been a good and a bad day:
Bad: I'm another year older.
Good: Another woman my age thought I was a lot younger than she was. Hee hee.
Bad: I got downsized from my freelance writing job (anybody need articles written about anything?).
Good: Now I have more time to work on my fiction.
Bad: I had to write our plumber a humongous check.
Good: Now the toilet won't fall through the floor the next time someone sits on it.
Bad: The Chinese food we ordered from the new place on the corner was probably the worst food I've ever had.
Good: Because none of us finished dinner, we all got really big pieces of cake.
Bad: Now I feel guilty that DH spent $ on gifts.
Good: I got the heat gun I wanted so now I can strip the baseboards.
Good: My kids made me awesome cards.
There's no bad to that.
On this date: In 19something something, my mom had poison ivy, heat rash from the worst heat wave to hit the East Coast in decades and the end to three days of hard labor. Thanks Mom!
Thanks to flickrers: spritegirl, klsanderson