Underling-Now Twenty-Seven

Well, I've officially been 27 for nearly 10 hours. I really don't feel any different, but I'm glad to have finally reached the age of 27. It's long been my favorite number.

This is also my last age-increasing birthday for a few years. I long ago decided that I like the number 27 so well, I was going to stay at this age for a while. I jokingly told people at work that I would stay at 27 until I couldn't pull it off anymore and then I would finally admit to being 62.

The day has started out well, got to stay in bed until after 10:00. Then the roofers tearing off the roof two houses down made it necessary to get out of bed. Noisy lot, those guys.

Now, I've just spent the last 30 minutes reading on the balcony. (Would it be too pretentious of me to start referring to it as the terrace?) and cmae back in to check e-mail. Now I think I'll head to the gym for a run on the treadmill and a nice long soak in the steam.

I had planned on taking tomorrow off as well, but then I had a massive allergy attack on Monday night and was still feeling its effects on Tuesday morning. (If you've a problem with dust, don't ever turn on a ceiling fan in a new place without first swiffering the tops of the blades. I had a years worth of dust blown down into my face and then spent an hour cleaning it off of surfaces.) So, I'll be returning to the office tomorrow, but I may still nip out a bit early and try to get in some gym time.

Well, off I go.