10th January 2017
Last Friday I turned 23.
In all honesty, I normally hate my birthday. I get so excited about the build up to Christmas that I tend to forget about my birthday until just a few days before.
We used to do things on my birthday when I was younger, but as I’ve gotten older, and the responsibility of organising something to do on my birthday has fallen on my shoulders, I’ve not been so bothered about celebrating it. Not to mention the fact I can’t remember the last time I was off school/college/university/work on my actual birthday.
I remember in my first year of university I had to go back to Liverpool after the Christmas break on my birthday and it was horrific. I was depressed because I hated living in student accommodation so much. The next couple of years I spent my birthday in lectures, including my 21st. Then last year I worked on my birthday. Bleh.
In fact, in more recent years I’ve celebrated my birthday after my birthday because it’s just more convenient. For example, we go out for family meals the weekend after, or in the case of my 21st I went to New York a couple of months later.
But this year I wanted to do things differently. I wanted to celebrate my birthday, on my birthday. I wanted to stop associating my birthday with doom and gloom, and actually give myself a reason to look forward to it.
So I started by booking the day off work. Fortunately, Tyrone had the day off uni as well so that meant we could do something together.
I’d only been back at work for three days after Christmas, but I felt so tired, so we had a lie in and then I opened my presents in bed. So much better than having to get up early to open my presents before work.
After a slow start with chocolate biscuits for breakfast, I drove us over to Cheshire Oaks. Cheshire Oaks is a designer outlet, but there’s also a leisure park there with a cinema and lots of restaurants. They also have an indoor crazy golf place and I thought it would be the perfect activity for my birthday considering the weather was so terrible.
Honestly, it was so much fun! I won one course and Tyrone won the other. Once we’d finished we popped over to Chiquito for some Mexican food. We’re both massive fans of Mexican cuisine and Chiquito has a massive choice for vegetarians, so it gets a thumbs up from Tyrone.
We had considered going to the cinema afterwards but the showing times for Rouge One were a bit too spread out and we’d just missed a showing, so we decided to go home and have cake instead.
I’d picked a caterpillar cake because I’m young at heart! We’d even bought candles! Then we spent the rest of the evening eating said cake and drinking wine.
It was the perfect day. It wasn’t anything particularly special, but I felt so happy. I didn’t have to work. I got to spend it with my favourite person. I ate well. I laughed a lot. I had fun.
Next year my birthday falls on a Saturday, and then the following year on a Sunday, but after that I intend on taking my birthday off work each year. I want that time to celebrate becoming another year older, to do fun things and to spend it with the people I love.
Here’s to a successful, happy and fun 12 months of being 23!