Not to brag, but I'm amazing.

So think back to your 6th birthday. Was it just me, or when you were a kid, did it seem like the second you were officially a year older, things magically changed? You know, like you could run faster than you could the day before; you obtained a certain wisdom and maturity that you lacked only yesterday; you had grown 3 inches in 24 hours.

As I've aged, I've come to realize that there is nothing magical that happens on your birthday. Or is there....?

Let me tell you what I did today: made the bed, sorted the laundry, washed the laundry, folded the laundry, put away the laundry (this includes all linens), changed the sheets on all beds and cribs, dusted the entire upstairs (including all knickknacks and lampshades), dusted the ledge on the stairwell, dusted the pictures, vacuumed upstairs, played with my children, made thank-you cards for the children to decorate, actually ate lunch with my kids, chatted with my sister on the phone, filed the papers piled on the table, swept the kitchen and entryway, mopped the kitchen and entryway, scrubbed the boiled-over potato/rice water on the stove, scrubbed the fridge exterior, de-cluttered the nightstands, chatted with a friend, changed 4 stinky diapers, had homemade lasagna for dinner, disciplined my children patiently and lovingly, and painted the living room.

Okay, so I didn't really paint the living room. I was just checking to see if you were paying attention. Oh, and I did the dishes. Twice.

This is not typical for me. I've thought about all the possible reasons for having accomplished so much in so little time, including planet alignment and manic episodes associated with bipolar disorder. But the only logical conclusion is that as of a week ago, I turned all of 29 years old. And while I didn't grow 3 inches this year, I must have obtained a certain amount of amazing-ness that has enabled me to achieve great things.

Watch out everyone. Who knows what I'll do next? Maybe I'll actually finish the blanket that I started for my first baby over 5 years ago. Maybe I'll start flossing my children's teeth every night. Maybe I'll shave my legs!

Or maybe I'll just go take a nap.

P.S. Lest you should fall into despair and think you will never measure up to my level of amazing-ness, you should come over and see my basement. And my bathrooms. And my hair.