For my birthday, I made lemonade out of lemons . . .
Last night, the 6-month-old very uncharicteristically screamed from 1:30-3:30, then woke crying again at 4:30 and 5:30, followed by the 3-year-old being up for the day as normal at 6:00. I came downstairs to face the last year of my thirties and bleary-eyed to find the only source of coffee in the house was a nice fresh can of whole coffee beans--when we do not own a coffee grinder! And my work-from-home husband would be on business travel all day.
So, I loaded up my five blessings and headed to the neighborhood Dunkin' Doughnuts to buy birthday doughnuts to share and enough coffee to last me all day.
Then a dear girlfriend whose husband is also out of town invited me to ditch my normal afternoon household duties to join her at her house for a playdate and delivery pizza dinner to celebrate my birthday. I really appreciated the conversation, fun, and distraction!