The month of high-pressure events, networking and hustling is over. And even though I’m exhausted, I survived, remarkably better than previous years.
I welcome February, my birthday month, with open arms.
I took yesterday off and spent it devouring The Goldfinch, biking with Carter, and talking with a friend at a marathon lunch at the library cafe.
Today we’re headed to see the Flyers play the Kings and I’m hoping the rest of the weekend (and the month) involves a lot of much needed rest. xo