I hate birthdays, every time I ever plan something everyone bails or everyone forgets. So I planned a spa day for myself to get a massage and my nails done. My husband and roommate talking me into actually doing something since it’s Friday, ok yeah that could be fun. So I made plans to get a group of friends together to go over to Top Golf. Not a single person I invited can go. I knew this would happen which is the reason why I didn’t want to do something. Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones but now I’m just pissed off. This happens every year and I don’t know why I even bothered. I mean last year both my parents AND my husband forgot my birthday. 🤦🏼‍♀️ sorry for the pity party I’m just pissed off.