My cousin sent me this gif on my birthday on Tuesday. Pretty much sums up the day when you're a teacher. No one cares. Also, they forgot to announce my name over the intercom. Just sayin.
My teammate knows what I like though.
And Scott got me the newest, fanciest Kindle on the market. Reading will be a whole new experience (once this giant stack of library books goes back next week).
I also got a new coat (kind of similar) and this mini-backpack that I linked to on Amazon (for Scott's convenience) because I thought it would come in handy at some point and I never seem to have something like it when I need it.
Then we had a classy dinner while watching another Star Wars movie. Plus ice cream.
Asleep by 10. This is what happens when your birthday is on a Tuesday and it's a school night in January.
That's okay though.
I feel so much better about turning 31 than I did about turning 29 or 30. 28 was even kind of questionable. There was a lot of pressure to make the most of my 20s in those last couple of years and I hated that.
*Not trying to relate to my Star Wars-watching goal, but as Scott says, You seem to be enjoying these movies more than I thought you would.
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