Hi I had a birthday not that long ago.
One of the ones that ends in 0 and spans more decades than you care to mention.
i got a nice letter from my neuro saying that my MRI showed no neurological abnormalities (they never do). I got money from my Mum and bought alcohol and titanium hoop earrings that are quite beautiful. those were nice. I'd hate to have neurological abnormalities and have to deal with my neurologist more as a circumstance of that and my mother liked the earrings too.
My husband kept saying we should do something special. I said no.
He suggested swimming with seals and actually booked it. Then he asked me if I would organise the B&B and car hire for it.
Before I did this I looked at the company and what was on offer and read reviews and cancelled.
It would have been a great present but not with the company chosen. There was enough time to get our money back.
I left it alone. Then he told me he was going to get me a ring. My fingers are tiny and no-one sells jewellery to fit me, but he had swiped my wedding ring and drawn round it. He said I should go down locally to check the size. I went to the local shop and they said the finger I was looking for rings for was a K wedding ring finger was a G!(baby size).
I couldnt see anything I liked. I like large rings, I don't care if they glitter. I have long skinny fingers.
Going into town wasnt much fun everything in the shops was bling or for getting engaged. I told him just to pick one himself he now knew what I liked and my size
As the deadline drew close the idea of getting our beloved camper again.
camper 1 - wings were rusted to buggery
camper2 - not as described photos taken from a distance
camper 3 - lovely, needed 2 grand. Turned down due to being tied to a completely broke student who was always in debt and at the edge of OD since entering higher education. Back out of sale and who is the bugger who has to call because i think it is only right to do that and not text as some would. He was reasonable about it but says he is taking his sellers fees out of the deposit as he cancelled the auction. As he would have listing fees anyway this is unreasonable, I'll have to see what we get back and fight it then.
So, all grand plans to 'do something for my birthday' shot to buggery after I said I would rather not do anything, because to me this last year hasn't been one I want to celebrate. It's been a fu*king slog and a battle. Endless doctors/neuros/ENT appointments, scans, studying and exams and I still don't know if I'm totally safe for next year as I still have the 2 exams I deferred on medical grounds to sit. Everyone else is totting up points. Oh and it is OK to snap at me if he didn't hear some girl in the supermarket who was just being friendly by chatting at the till and I didnt step in in time, but if I cant take in anything because the whole supermarket is doing my head in and my tinnitus is like a dog whistle in my left ear and the left side of my head aches thats fine because, I should tell him 'because it wasn't like that this morning'.
Sorry this is getting ranty.
I really didn't want any grand things, but now that one after another they haven't transpired and the slog continues I feel more than a bit hacked off, especially as I am supposed to organise a fabulous party for his coming birthday.
a stair climber was bought for both of us and I bet you next thing that will be my 'present' when history is written.