Saturday, February 8, 2014
The Backwards Birthday
This past Wednesday was my birthday, and all along I was thinking of it as my 48th birthday.
But later that afternoon I was speaking with my good friend on the phone and we were talking about birthdays and I said I was 48 and she interrupted me and said, "No, you're not."
And you know what? She was right! I'm not 48. I'm 47!!
Now, I ask you? Who does that? Who makes a mistake on how old they are and ADDS a year? I mean, if you're going to err, err in the other direction. Right?
Anyway, as much as I liked being 48, I like being 47 much, much better.
I guess you can say I had a backwards birthday.