I have stopped wanting things for birthdays. I think that I was still a teenager the last time I had something that made me wiggly inside. Since that time I have felt that if I really wanted something that I should prioritize it, and get it when I had saved up for it. I am 42 now, and quite arguably, I have made it hard on people to get things for me for years. I am always saying, “It is enough to have those I care about near me.” I find myself suddenly gripped with a new situation, someone has made something that is all the better if you don’t get it for yourself.
https://www.mysteriouspackage.com/
I don;t actually think that I know anyone who could foot the bill for this, that doesn’t have higher priorities, but the promise of it being so good makes me unwilling to get it for myself. I will undoubtedly have this bookmarked on my browser for years to come, if only so I can feed the dream, but for the first time in a long time… I know what I want for my birthday. 🙂
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