Because it's my birthday
The cellar is half full of water, which is slowly rising, I've lost three regular clients due to redundancy in the last fortnight, and my left knee really hurts whenever I use the clutch.
On the other hand, dtd2 is making me a cake and dtd1 has promised to tidy the kitchen afterwards, DP actually achieved buying me a thoughtful present, and the cat has decided she likes the latest brand of food I've bought her and has given up screaming abuse and slashing my ankles with fury about the cheap stuff from Tesco that I insisted on using up first.
Anyone else celebrating surviving another year today?