Well, I'm 23. Twenty-three!
I'm no longer allowed the excuse that I "just" graduated from college, and, like many, I have to get used to not being in school for the first time in my life. I'm not doing very well with that, it seems, since I can tell that my body is just waiting for a school routine to start. Sorry, body, we're on our own this year.
So twenty-three is my kick in the butt to get good at making my own routine :)
Thanks to labor day, I was one of the lucky kids who got a three-day birthday weekend each year, and it's fantastic. This year I milked each day of it: one day to be lazy, one day to cook a big dinner and a fancy cake, one day to go on a (fantastic) hike through the redwoods.
