Is It My Birthday?

Hmmm... A tense issue at work was resolved a little too easily, the agent I hadn't heard from for 6 months (and had assumed had rejected my partial) emailed stating she'd never received the submission and requesting I resend it, and there was a $50 check in my mail. Wow. Now, if Gerard Butler or Vin Diesel had been waiting at my door with flowers, I'd have known I was dreaming. Now I'm just wondering if my birthday came early... I don't feel older, but I do feel thankful!