I ate way too much food. I can't limit myself to a birthday "dinner" it has to be a birthday "week." And I haven't seen the inside of a gym or put my sneakers on in weeks.I'm afraid to get on the scale.
I'm overwhelmed by all the things I haven't done and all the things I still have to do. Part of that, I think, is I rarely think about my age during the year but somehow when the actual date rolls around I start realizing how old I am.
Whew, now that I've gotten that off my chest, I feel better.
Manageable chunks.Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
So, salad for lunch and a walk after dinner.
Finish reading friend's MS so it's ready when she gets back from RWA national.
I can do that today.
EDITED LATER ON FRIDAY:
And because I have so much to do that isn't getting done, I decided to redo the blog. I really hated that pink one and every time I posted it annoyed me. Spent a couple hours searching pictures and couldn't find what I wanted. Then I had the brilliant idea of actually taking the picture myself. So, this is my messy desk that I stare at each day.