People have been asking me. I have a lengthy wish list that I can supply people. But last night, I actually thought about it some more.

What I'd really like is time for myself. All this running around and adhering to some schedule has made me really stressed and bummed out. My home needs a good cleaning and a real declutter. There are piles of stuff everywhere: the kitchen, the dining area, the sitting area, and the second bedroom. Even my nightstand could use some disposal of stuff.

Mr. Nick has asked me where I'd like to go for a birthday dinner. I don't really feel like going out to eat because I feel so ill right now from eating junk. I thought about suggesting he make me dinner.

But what I would really like is a few hours of time for me to catch up on some TV shows and have a baking marathon. Since I can't do this just any day, and it's something I want -- then why not my birthday? That should be my day, right?

So I told Mr. Nick that for my birthday, I wanted to be alone. I don't think he took me seriously. I probably would be feeling a ltitle conflicted between feeling down about being alone on my birthday yet happy to have some time for myself.

I feel busy this weekend again. And I'm working up until Christmas. So when can I fit in my baking time? Also, my fridge and freezer are full. I need to do some reorganizing of that, too.