I have spent the past month preparing to move house (all moved in today, yay!), and although it's been stressful and tiring, it has at least distracted me from the birthday angst I'd usually be going through this time of year.
The birthday is tomorrow, and it'll be my first full day back in my beloved Sheffield, so I think I'm just going to spend the day enjoying the city - a gallery visit, the cinema with the reclining seats and foot stools on the front row, street food for lunch, and maybe check out a new comic shop that's apparently opened recently.
I'll be seeing my family on Saturday - they all went to a car boot sale yesterday so I kind of suspect it'll be another year of hopeless gifts, but for once I'm not massively concerned. I'm just so happy to be back home after four years.






