Yay, birthday

Hi Everyone, thanks for all the "happy birthdays!" It was a good day. Work was fine, normal, whatever. I didn't really broadcast that it was my birthday because there aren't that many people who I care if they know there anymore. I did have a good conversation with Mom and got what felt like hundreds of messages on my facebook page (I think that's one of the great things about facebook, it has reminders and is the most convenient way to communicate). I picked up food for Adam and I on the way home, and when I got there he had cleaned up the apartment and had flowers and a present waiting for me (Best Husband Ever). Instead of a cake, we got chocolate peanut butter milkshakes from Coldstone and watched a movie at home. All in all, not one of the big-production birthdays I've had in the past (right, Mom?), but it was a good day. So, now I'm 26... Which sounds weird but doesn't feel any different yet. Jake's birthday is the 13, I think we're having a family dinner sometime toward the end of the month.
Tomorrow I'll leave for Cassie & Marly's around noon. I think I'm ready. I tried to print updated resume's and letters of intent, but for some reason the office suite software we use on our laptops doesn't translate real well and kept freezing up my computer at work. We're going to save them to a flash drive and Adam will print them for me at the Tea Smith and I'll pick them up on my way out of town. It's nice that I don't have to rush out in the morning because I'll have a little breathing space and not stress so much about getting everything done tonight.
Actually, one of the things that has me most nervous is dealing with a taxi when I'm in Providence. Do I pay in cash, or can they take cards? How much do you tip for a taxi? This is the stuff I've never had to deal with before but will probably still be cheaper and less hassle than renting a car.
I'm scared. Pretty much, these three are all I've got, if they all say no I'm going to have to do some serious re-thinking about my life goals.

I really don't want to have that conversation with myself.