I know yesterday that I said that I'd discuss representation, but at the time of writing that, it completely slipped my mind that the following day (today) was the 20th.
Why is the 20th important, you might ask?
Well strap in, people, because I'm about to get really, really, really sappy.
This young woman (me) had lived a number of years alone and loved it, thank you very much.
When news came that she must move, the young woman (me) had lined up a new studio apartment to live in. Alone.
The universe disagreed.
Through what can only be described as a series of unfortunate events, the young woman (me) lost her new studio apartment and had no choice. Having already been offered a place with the Amazing Flatmate and turned it down, the young woman (me) meekly sent an email wondering if the room was free.
The young woman (me) moved in.
As it turned out, it was the best decision I had no choice but to make ever.
The Amazing Flatmate has continually earned her moniker. Over and over again she has proven to be hard-working, dedicated, and the single most kind person I have ever met. She's always there for people. She's always been there for me. She's less a flatmate and more a sister at this point.
I feel so very fortunate to have her in my life, and I honestly don't know where I'd be without her.
I know I'm healthier, happier and better for knowing her.
And today is her birthday.
That's why today is so special. This is the day someone impossibly wonderful was born, and I continually thank my lucky stars that she was. There should be an international holiday or something.
Anyway, if you could spam her on Twitter with birthday wishes, that would make me happy... and probably weird her out a bit. Her handle is @AmazingFlatmate and you can find her Twitter profile HERE.
Right, I have work to do.