This post should serve as a nice little break from all the travel posts that I have been writing recently. I’m going back to my lifestyle blog roots and finally pressing publish on a little personal post that I have been toying with for a week or so. I wasn’t sure whether or not I wanted to post it, as it’s definitely very disjointed and I just can’t quite seem to make my thoughts make sense on my laptop screen regarding this topic (no change there), but I hope you enjoy anyway.
This might not seem like a huge thing to a lot of you, but I was kind of dreading spending my birthday in Spain rather than at home. It was the first time I had ever gone to work on my birthday (I am lucky enough to have a birthday that always fell in the Easter holidays at school, and I always booked it off work), and it was also the first time that I hadn’t seen any family on my birthday. Normally, both of those things are non-negotiable for me!
In hindsight, going to work was probably the best thing that I could have done, because my housemate was working as well, and I think that staying at home on my own would have just reminded me of the fact that I wasn’t at Home Home (the UK). I of course still got to speak to all of my family, as well, so I didn’t feel lonely or anything like that. Basically, I was worrying about absolutely nothing, which is pretty normal behaviour for me!
I actually had a lovely day. I had already decided that a chill day was what I wanted, with my birthday dinner being fajitas and gin and tonics on the sofa whilst watching Clueless, and that was exactly what I got. I even got a lovely, home-made, gluten free chocolate birthday cake, although our oven burnt the outside to a crisp, but the inside tasted amazing hot from the oven with strawberries, Nutella and ice cream! It’s impossible to over-eat on your birthday, I’m sure of it.
I wanted to write this sort of as a follow-on from a previous little post that I did back in December, Spending Time Alone. I guess you could almost see these posts as a little mini series of things I never thought I could enjoy before I started my year abroad!
Now please don’t get me wrong, I am not in any way complaining about the way I spent my birthday. It was a sunny day in a gorgeous country and I was thoroughly spoiled. And that’s kind of my point. Spending my birthday away from home was a big change for me, the girl who insisted on leaving a weekend in Colchester early in the morning so that she could spend as much of her twentieth birthday at home as possible, but it turned out fine. More than fine, actually.
Just like spending along weekend by myself did, having a birthday away from home, and still getting just as excited as I have done before, proved to me that I have come a long way in the last few years. Change doesn’t seem like such a bad, scary thing to me anymore and that’s making me so happy and could not be more of a good thing, especially right now. As a student who is very nearly coming to the end of her year abroad, there are a lot of big changes on the horizon for me, which is no longer a terrifying prospect. Happy days!
I told you this was going to be a disjointed one. I promise to try my best to make future posts more understandable.