Kind of a mixed bag today. All my coworkers wished me a happy birthday. One of them gave me beer and something she made. But both of my receptionists were sick so I had to cover (only some of the day, though, because the beer-crafter coworker did the rest, yay), and I had to do an incredibly tedious project that made me mad, and another coworker announced her pregnancy. Though I'm usually not quick to be intensely upset anymore at news like that, it still kind of leaves a lump in my throat and a hole in the pit of my stomach that I can't shake until the news isn't fresh anymore.
And now that work is over, I'm going to spend all my energy having a good time with my husband, eating a good birthday dinner, and being happy, to counteract the workday. And tomorrow will be better.