I am in awe and now pinching myself because I still cannot believe that every year, as my birthday draws near, Big Bro consistently sends me presents. Not just one, not just two. Usually, they come in bundles. And yes, this happens to me every year. No joke. No exaggeration whatsoever. 
So I still have what? 8 days before I turn 33? Last Wednesday, I got two referrals from a client of mine: one of them is in the e-commerce sphere while the other one needed image editing. Last Saturday, my very first boss as a home-based freelancer (yes, my boss from 7 years ago) reached out to me. He asked me if I still have time to manage his projects for him. On Monday, my client in Las Vegas sent me an email, asking if I can work with her again and guess what? She referred her client to me, too. Then this morning, I checked my inbox and found another ex-client asking if I am now available to work with him. I turned him down months ago (around the first quarter of 2017) because my plate was already full.
Obviously, I can’t say yes to all of them. I don’t even see myself working alone on these projects. Instead, my instincts tell me that Big Bro’s not actually giving me clients as presents for my birthday. It looks like He wants me take some time to mull over things and gain clarity. Will I get it? Not sure. I am confused now more than ever but I will leave it up to prayers, my guts and my brain-boosting supplement.
Thank You, Lord, for the consistent knocks on my door and the constant reminder that I am blessed. Let the countdown begin. 
