Its my birthday and I’ll smile if I want to.

Today is my birthday and today I am 42 years old!  Doesn’t seem any time since I was 40 or 30 or 21 or 18 or even 10 as my daughter is now.  Some people as the years go on dread their birthday.  But I’m in the camp that says you cannot do a thing about getting older so you might as well enjoy the fuss.

So it’s not the same as Christmas when I was younger I enjoyed my birthday more as all the fuss was just for me.  But these days I like Christmas better as we all get presents and the children’s excitement is contagious.

I still like being fussed on my birthday though.  My parents and I were talking about it at the weekend.  My mum and I fondly remembering the time when my dad simply blew me away at my birthday.  I am not sure what age I was but as I can still wear the item today I must have been in my early teens.  Dad always gives me a present from himself.  That year he presented me with a huge white box and inside with lots of tissue was a beautiful night-dress and dressing gown.  As girly as you like and I just loved it the beauty of the box and its wrapping and then the present inside.  Made me feel special and we laughed at the weekend that I have loved beautiful girly things ever since.

My birthday these days only really registers with me after my daughter’s has come and gone.  This year this was on Monday and I was facing a week full of lots of work and deadlines.  So it was only really yesterday afternoon when I realised that I had achieved a ton of work and was slightly ahead of myself that a thought came into me head.  I could take the day off.  There are pro’s and con’s to any job and being self-employed is no different.  But the biggest pro and why I love working for myself is that you are in charge of your time so I decided to take the day off a wee treat to myself rather than having a couple of hours off at lunchtime.

So I woke this morning with the usual wakening thought which is how am I going to pack everything into the day and what have I got on.  The it dawned on me all I had was a packed lunch to make, breakfasts to make and then once I had taken the kids to school the day was all mine.

So I happily went on my walk with the girls of St Boswells in a glorious spring day feeling as free as a bird.  Got home and then thought what am I going to do with all this time? If I am ever off I usually have the kids with me or my husband.  Alone at home just to relax is very rare.

So I made myself a coffee sat down and watched the last of the Channel 4 programme Promise which I had taped and was wanting to finish.  A fantastic programme about a girl and her grandfather and their separate but linked experiences in Israel and Palestine him in the late 1940’s and her in the present day.  It was very well told and it felt very indulgent watching it at 0930am in the morning.  The dog though so too and kept looking at me as if to say.  You should be at your computer by now or on that phone of yours not sitting here watching TV wrong time of day.

Programme over I wondered what to do next and decided that since it was a glorious day and I had wanted to be out in the garden for weeks if not months.  The garden I would go to.  So I enjoyed a couple of hours tidying up the garden and enjoying the sun on my back and further puzzling the dog as to why this was no ordinary day.  Usually he’s outside and I am in looking out!

My parents had kindly arranged to take me out for lunch and came and picked me up.  I am rarely a lady who lunches so this was a rare treat.  My place of choice was the Town House in Melrose and it did not disappoint we had a glorious lunch and it was nice to have my parents to myself.  They then treated me to some retail therapy in Cobblers of Melrose what can I say shoes and bags I love them.  We also enjoyed just wandering down the street, basking in the sun and watching visitors in the square enjoy the unexpected hot sun.  Melrose and I am biased is one of the most beautiful towns I know with the Abbey and the Eildons looking down on it.  Best of all it’s not been spoilt at all by loads of development.   I always like a potter in Melrose but in a day like this its just well the only place you want to be.

My parents briefly saw the kids and then departed.  As the sun was still shinning and I was still on my day off we went a walk along the Tweed to Dryburgh which is another idyllic place to be in the Borders at any time but especially in sunny weather.  We even saw three to four salmon jumping out of the water.  They seemed to be delighted with the day too.

So we are now approaching the evening it’s still light out there and the birds are in full chorus and I have had a great day a brief respite from a busy life.  I couldn’t do it every day and as a friend said on my walk this morning if I didn’t work at Bright Light Marketing I would write and she is right but sometimes its just nice to take yourself off the rollercoaster of life and relax and enjoy what is around you.

So its my birthday and I’m smiling.  I have had a great day.  I am now back on an even year which I always prefer to an odd don’t know why.  Its one of my little quirks but I always have.  And I guess today has taught me to seize each and every birthday.  You only live once and you might as well enjoy them and I have.

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About fionadranesblog

40 plus mum of two married with a mad cocker spaniel. Along with two colleagues run Bright Light Marketing a rural marketing agency who specialise in getting rural businesss noticed. www.brightlightmarketing.co.uk. Live in St Boswells in the wonderful Scottish Borders. Love books, walking and living life to the full here in the Scottish Borders though its sometimes a juggle!
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