Since a few people have asked, yeah, my birthday is coming up in eight days. I’ve pretty much decided to ignore it this year.
I may have dinner with a few friends, if they’re agreeable, or I may even leave town for some unspecified destination, but I probably won’t be hosting the semi-public gathering this year unless there’s some tremendous outcry from people who have had their calendars marked for a year. I don’t really imagine that will be an issue.
I’m just not in the frame of mind to be a good host right now. Which is not to say that I’m not feeling better. I’ve actually felt considerably more human the past few days. All the same, it’s been a crappy couple of months and I haven’t really arrived back at “sociable” yet.
Yes, it could be argued that I never arrived at “sociable” to begin with.
