I started my 36th year looking pretty rough. I felt okay, just looked really haggard.
I forced myself to go to kick boxing class. I forced myself to do lots of things. I say forced because in my mind I had some sort of set that I didn't HAVE to do anything because it was my birthday. But we all know that's not right.
So then we had a dinner at the sushi place, to celebrate all the January birthdays. It was Birthday-Palooza.
It was fun. We stayed out way too late. And this morning I woke up not only LOOKING haggard, but FEELING haggard....
