Happy Birthday to Me.

32 today.

I'm was trying to think of a positive upbeat post to write about my achievements and high points in my life so far. But I've had an exhausting day and I can't actually think of anything at all - I'm struggling to even remember my name at the moment, let alone anything else.

The day began with a call to the solicitor to talk about the further problems relating to the flat-buying. I think I used up my daily allowance of brain power on this - I am learning an awful lot about conveyancing though. Although the problems are going to take a while to sort out, it should be ok, which is a relief since all my family gave me John Lewis vouchers.

I've had a frantic day at work but still managed to fit in buying cake for the office (a strange tradition this - surely as its my birthday, someone should buy cake for me?). I think I bought too much though. I also bought a dress to wear for my birthday 'do' tomorrow, which I shouldn't have really.

I also treated myself to a salad for lunch and realised that this is probably a strange thing to do, but I do genuinely love salad. That much I've learnt in my 32 years on this planet - anything more than that I'm not too sure about at the moment.