Words from the weekend. I turned 36. It was a great week. It was also a very long week.
I don’t know why I never took off for my birthday, probably because I work on my birthday all of the time. Just so happens now I am working at night. In this week, though, I had something every single night. Also, it just so happens that I also got scheduled to work more than usual, too, so the week was even longer.
Yesterday is the last workday of my week, and by the last day, you are a little more irritable. That’s my only complaint, except it’s not even a complaint, really. Just a fact. My week was awesome. Some special people made it very special for me from the very beginning.
Another year older means another year wiser. I am. I feel more beautiful. Also, I feel a lot of things. There was a little self-love, too. For instance, I got my nails done a week ago! Now, that’s something!
Have a great week!!