Friday the 13th... again?

Now it's Heather's Birthday Eve! The eve of my 30th! Wow! I'll be 30! I'm pretty darn excited for the 30's. The 20's was rough and tough but TONS of fun. I think of all that I got to experience, people I met, places I went, getting married and having a baby, finding out how to kind of be responsible... I experienced a lot. Can't wait to see what the next 10 years brings and to experience my 30's. Look, I'm working a decade at a time.
I'm sitting here at my desk listening to the disco ball my wonderful coworkers placed in my cube for my birthday decor feeling a little blue, I have to admit. It's just that it's still REALLY hard to have Ben at daycare for me. (Obviously I just got back from seeing him!) I thought I'd be somewhat over it by now, but I'm not. I thought after a year I'd be a pro daycare mom. There's not much I can do about it right now though... other than basically get over it until things change. But the fact of the matter is I need to just get used to the idea that I might never get to be at home with my kids. It makes me sad knowing that he'd much rather go to one of the teachers there then come to his own mommy when I go to visit him. I'm sure there's good reason for it, but since there's a lack of communication (verbally anyway) it's hard to know what's going on inside his little head. I kind of think (and hope) it's because it's the classroom next door to him where all the bigger kids go and he REALLY loves going over there to play. Anyway, I'll get off my soap box and stop feeling sorry for myself now and move on to another subject.
Yesterday, I did a HUGE boo-boo. It's kind of humorous now, but it wasn't then. Ryan and I try to car pool as much as possible and in a rush to get out the door yesterday we left the garage light on. Ryan pulled back up in to the garage so I could get out to turn it off... but instead of turning the light off I pushed the garage door button! Whoops! And yes, it came down on the car because it wasn't pulled all the way in. Whoops! LUCKILY between Ryan gunning it and me trying to quickly think of which button to push again- we didn't occur too much damage. There was some, which I think Ryan fixed pretty much thank goodness. I felt like a big jerk though.
Still do... but I'm super glad it wasn't worse.
I'm very glad the week is over. It's not been too bad, my husband has been super sweet to me this week (not that he isn't usually), work has been okay. We found out last week that there were pay cuts and now today some people got laid off. So it's a little weird around here lately. I am just grateful to have a job. And I'm excited because tomorrow we get to drop Benny off with Nana and Poppy and we're going to dinner with friends and then bowling. Have a good weekend all!