Me at 58

Well, it was a hell of a birthday. I have to say, the work part of it was wonderful, it's really nice to have folks wishing me a happy birthday throughout the day and one of the partners I currently support actually got me a card and gift, which was really sweet, and a partner I used to support called me to reminisce and tell me how much he's missed me and such. But then things got weird, I wound up walking and standing much more than a 58-year-old of my general activity level and proclivities should be doing (not to mention my plantar's acting up again), we had our annual office meeting and holiday party which exhausted me, and I'm just plumb tuckered out. But generally in a very happy place. Now on to the anniversary, Robin's birthday and so on! And hey, 170 well wishes on Facebook put a big smile on my face.