Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I'm 37, I'm not OLD!

Today is my birthday. Other than this blogpost and the unseemly begging for gifts I do every year, I don't spend a lot of time dwelling on it. It's not a 'momentous' day for me, though I must say I'm happy I'm not dead yet.

Birthdays are a good time to take stock of your life, and I've been doing that, but I really don't have a lot to complain about. I've bounced back from so much adversity in my life lately, and been gifted so richly n return, that I don't think it's fair to complain about the small things.

I will take the liberty to complain about one thing, though. My nose sucks. I can't breath at all through my left nostril. If you want to know how I feel, tape down your left nostril and leave it like that, forever. Tough to take a deep breath without using your mouth, isn't it? I've got revision Septoplasty surgery scheduled for Sept. 23rd, so I'm hoping that clears things up.

In short, I can't breathe well and I don't sleep well as a consequence, but I have a nice new job, a wonderful and progressing relationship with a goddess of a girlfriend and I live in what most human beings would consider luxury in the greatest city in the world.

Happy Birthday to me.