On the eve of the first day of my 32nd year

Yesterday, I told Glory, one of the secretaries I file for at work, that I was not looking forward to tomorrow, my 32nd birthday. What is the big deal anyway? It is just another birthday, a day that is no different than the rest. Well, it is true. But, I realize that I truly need to get my hopes up. I was a nervous wreck at work today because I await the outcome of whether or not I will get hired on to this job. I like where I am working right now. I spent a lot of time and hardwork cleaning up the mess that the previous file clerk left (not that it was a HUGE mess, but there was some disarray.) The people I work with are great. My supervisor is great (I even have a crush on him, but I will not go there....at least until a later post.) So, with this nervous anticipation hovering over me, I hope that I get a great birthday present in the form of a permanent job. Even if I do not find out until Friday, that is okay.