Hello Humans of the internet! It’s Monday. The weekend is over. But it’s almost Tuesday so, I don’t really know if this counts as an end to the weekend. I hope that you all had exciting weekends mine was really exciting. Yesterday (Sunday), one of my best friends called me to ask if I wanted to come with him to a Blondie concert. Yeah. A Blondie concert. It was a great show, so worth it even though it was outside in the rain. I loved it. But today, as you might have guessed from the title the bulk of the post is not going to be about that amazing show. The bulk is going to about my 18th birthday.
I turned 18 several years ago. I remember asking for the audio books of J.R.R Tolkien’s series, The Lord of the Rings. (I had just discovered the world of audio books which I wrote a post about it last week.) My parents gave me a Barnes and Noble gift card. Last week I had stuff stolen out of my wallet. (I know this sounds a little all over the place but just bare with me it’ll come together.) Over the weekend, I had gotten my replacement cards in the mail and I was putting everything back in my wallet. This is when I discovered the gift card that I had gotten for my 18th birthday. It had been riding around in my wallet for 4 years. I guess whoever went through my wallet, isn’t much of a book worm because it was one of the few things they left behind.
I was so excited when I found the gift card and even more excited when I discovered that there was still all $25 on the card. I ran and told my mom that I found the gift card and that I had never spent it. Neither of us could think of why I hadn’t spent it. So, I went on the Barnes and Noble website to pick out my 18th birthday present 4 years late. Then I remembered why I hadn’t spent it 4 years ago.
I stressed myself out trying to figure out what I wanted. Like should I get a Tokidoki blind box. Those things are adorable. Should I get something practical like a 2018 planner? (those are already on sale, I checked) Should I get a book like a normal person at a bookstore? And if I manage to choose a category, I still have to pick a thing in that category. Long story short, I gave myself anxiety trying to pick something just like I had 4 years ago. So, yeah. I’ll get something at some point. But, I’m also afraid that whatever I pick out, I won’t actually want when it comes in the mail. Which is an absurd fear. If I don’t want it, I wouldn’t buy it.
This was a little all over the place. I love y’all. I really hope that I’m not the only person who gets gift card stress. Until next time have a great time, stay weird and wonderful!
Much love, AK.