Normally, when you think about Summer you get excited at the thought of the heat and sun and the many things you're going to accomplish in such beautiful weather. And believe me, I am really excited about all of those things, especially with my new and very important appointment at work as lead writer for the new active design guidelines for workplace well-being. But I am also equally sad that I'll be missing two of my cousins' weddings, and probably the birth of my first nephew/niece. Today my best friend of a whole fucking decade turns 23 and here I am pitching blog ideas at work being all serious and career-minded and thinking about the million and one things that need to be completed by Sunday for school. All these family/social milestones pit against career milestones and I just don't know who I am anymore.
... almost-23 year old, degree-holding woman and her problems... That will probably be the title of my autobiography, if I ever printed one.
so, Happy Birthday, Congratulations, Good Luck etc. etc. in advance to everyone back home.