Turning 27 is always fun!

Even though it's only 5:30 in the morning I should be doing homework instead of writing blogs. I'm so behind! This is what comes of going to bed at 10 pm, which is what I've been doing a lot of lately. So I'm up at 4 am. Which means I'll be in bed by 10 again today. It's a vicious circle.

But today is my birthday. So I refuse to have a panic attack, whatever happens once I get into the office. One day without a panic attack would be nice. (After work update: I had a panic attack.)

Another year gone by, and here we are in a slushy snowstorm in Toronto. I went skating last night with 27, in the rain and slush and snow. When I should have been doing homework. But it was so fun! After skating we went to the downstairs bar, where everyone was super excited about my birthday party on Saturday. I love the downstairs bar. They let us go buy hot chocolate with lots of whipped cream at Starbucks, bring it in and brought us shots of Baileys to go with it. I get lots of hugs down there and they're even writing "Margaux's birthday" on the sandwich board outside on Saturday night.

So I should have been doing homework, but Ross says I should let things slip a little bit and realize life won't stop if I screw up. Maybe not the best advice ever, but I trust him. So, here we go.

For me, screwing up just means not getting an A, or leaving work at 5:30. It's just being more normal than I usually manage to be. None of us are perfect, as much as we might try (and try and try and try).

I think though that we can find perfection in the imperfection. From my experience, one mistake can change your entire life overnight. That's not necessarily a bad thing. Our mistakes may end up shaping a path for us, one that if we're very lucky, can take us to where we really should be. Besides, being perfectly imperfect is what I'm good at. This year, I can look at my life, what I've managed to piece together, the people who are still here and the ones who've appeared along the way, and I am so grateful and happy with the life I've built over the past few years.

I had coffee with Adam today (I'm hearing people groan, but we are friends now. Deal with it. I love Adam, I always will and I get to do what I want on my birthday.) and I got presents. Pretty good day if you ask me.

Kyla is coming to visit this weekend. And we'll all go to the downstairs bar on Saturday and have a great time. On February 27, I always turn 27. And it's always a chance to start over and maybe this time, get it right. :)