Saturday was my Birthday. I am officially 20-12. I celebrated the way I did last year, which I think will turn into a annual event. I had a Me-date. I went to lunch, then saw Bridesmaids and laughed my ass off. I was by myself. No one to talk to or listen to. It was bliss. I spend my whole day talking on the phone and listening to the kids or the husband or the co-workers. It was nice to take the time to be alone.
I would suggest you all give yourself the treat of a Me-Date sometime. I've always wanted to feel okay about doing activities alone, and now I enjoy them. Maybe I am growing up. It had to happen at some point, right?