Trixie writes:
....one cat poops in your son's bed, another throws up all over the carpets, your hubby is poorly with a tummy bug and you have a massive fight with son trying to get him to school on time (I failed). I've now sat down with a coffee and sung Happy Birthday to myself.
What's your worst birthday and why?
Things can only get better, as the song says, and I sincerely hope they do.
I can't remember a particularly bad one, but I can remember once getting up, going to work, and spending most of the day until late afternoon without even realising that it was my 40th birthday. Maybe there was something subconscious going on, but I don't think so, because if you've ever met the kind of person who's almost completely uninterested in birthdays, that's what I'm like.
Someone mentioned the date, and I said "Oh, I've just realised it's my 40th birthday". She couldn't believe that someone could go most of a day not knowing something like that, but it was true.
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