My response to her was “I’ll throw my own party and have a bacon bar!”
But in my heart was the fact I have no desire to plan my own party. I hate party planning. I am bad at party planning . And yeah, it’s usually the spouse.
Once In my life someone through a party for me. It meant the world for me. When I was going away to college my friends through me a surprise party. I will never ever forget it. My dad was gone, my mom was spiraling down, I was barely getting through each day before I got out of the house and away to college. And I never felt so special in my life. They bought me stuff for my dorm. Got me a cake. And I remember my cousin was so grumpy and jealous because no one did that for her.
Honestly, I just want to go away. I want to be on an island with a frozen beverage in my hand. I wish I had the money to make that happen. I do have friends who would probably go with me. But it’s a rough tome of the year to make it happen though.
