13,863 Days Alive
1 Birthday Cake Ordered
Well, I had a panic attack today. Because I ordered myself a birthday cake. It’s from a mom and pop bakery near where J and Beau live.
Ten and a half days till we go to see them; Mellon and I are going to have an awesome road trip for my birthday. I wish I could visit friends in Florida as well, but J and Beau are only a five hour drive. And I’ve not seen them since last Spring.
I don’t know why I felt like I don’t deserve nice things. I genuinely felt bad for wanting to get a cake. But ordered it with a very nice and patient sales person named Hannah. It’s going to be an $38 cake. And it’s almond cake with apricot preserves and vanilla buttercream! I told them to make it as outlandish as possible. And it’s going to say “Happy Hatch Day Theo”. I’m really excited even if the thought of it still makes me a little anxious.
I’m going to read. I’m about a third of the way through Uprooted.
Take your meds, folks.
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