Well, it depends on how you’re looking at it.
I used to think that my special day relied on what my family did or how well the plans came to pass- which you all know that is a recipe for disaster. However crazy, albeit subconscious, tactic this is, we all go after this mode of thought every year; sometimes the day is wonderful, sometimes it’s not. If you’re like me, we remember the “it’s not” days a lot more, than the wonderful ones.
