Birthday Wishes

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Today, I spent my birthday in bed — by choice. It was glorious.

The last few weeks have left me completely spent. Don’t get me wrong. I love my jobs. I love the freedom I have at being able to work whenever and wherever I want. I’m extremely fortunate with how life after corporate has brought me back to my roots of journalism and performance art.

My Instagram profile says I'm a writer and a blogger on weekdays, and a Disney Princess on the weekends. I dabble in independent business angel investing and other financial activities as well. In a nutshell, I willingly work almost everyday. But I’m not complaining! I love what I do.

I especially love spending my weekends dressed in different colorful costumes. I've grown to adore the make up prep, the feeling of putting the finishing touches on a wig, and hearing feedback that I can pull off the character I’m given.

It’s euphoric seeing how the kids’ faces practically light up when they see their favorite Disney characters brought to life. Also, there’s nothing quite like the magic of a happy kid's hugs. Trust me. I practically live for those moments!

However, as much as I love my jobs, I do feel like a breather is needed every now and then.

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So this morning, I ordered myself to have a day where I'd do absolutely nothing. I tried my best to keep my day relatively work-free. Operative word being "relatively".

I spent most of the day in bed streaming on both Netflix and iflix platforms, goofing off on a FaceTime call with the husband, and bonding with my family -- oh, I got my nails done too!  

Again. It felt glorious. Save for the first few hours where I felt guilty about leaving many unticked items on my to do list.

I quickly shrugged off the guilty with another slice of my mom's amazing vanilla cream cheese pound cake and reminded myself that I deserved the break.

I've got to say, today worked wonders on my spirit. Now I feel ready to take on this weekend’s shows, articles, wedding prep, as well as the rest of the items on my growing to do list.

My birthday was my day of rest. And I honestly think it was the best gift I could have given myself.