Gobsmacked - How Lucky am I?

I woke up this morning to a dreamy D saying 'Happy Birthday' with his cute smile about 15 times.

I opened cards from TLO, Grandma N, Grandma P and my second family the S's.

I vegged on the couch, made a big fry up, and went shopping until 12:30

I headed to a cafe near the spa, where I enjoyed a luxurious lunch, before heading to be pampered.

I got to the spa, had a relaxing 2.5 hours and got myself in a cab ride home.

I checked my messages to find that EB and my buddy JH had left really fab bday messages for me - voice mail rules.

I also got home to 2 dozen roses, a card and a printed message that said..

I 'heart' NY

Gulp.

Gulp.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I fly out tomorrow morning. TO NEW YORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dreamy D arranged with work for Thurs and Fri off.

I am gobsmacked. Even writing that makes me not believe it's true. My sister knew. My mom knew. My friends in Belfast knew. There is no party on Friday night because I WILL BE IN NY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And they even postponed the party until next weekend.

To top it off, I just checked my email to find the most heartwarming email birthday wishes. I am such a lucky person. What was I avoiding 30 for?????????????

I am so lucky beyond my wildest dreams. Human relationships trump it all.

Thank you is not enough. You have all made me feel so loved.

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This feels like such a side note in light of my exciting trip but it's time to let you all know.

I have given my notice at work and am preparing to head to S. Korea to teach. Crazy.

Taking life by the horns at 30. Life is a journey, not a destination.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Outstanding!! What a surprise! Lucky girl. Gotta love 30.

5:01 p.m.

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