It was an average day like rest, really. Not too much stood out except for the fact that I started and got 8 thank you letters in the mail. March 4 marks the sixth month since our reception and the day from which Cole and I "officially" become rude for not getting them out sooner. Eh, it's not really going to keep me from sleeping at night. They'll all get done...one day. Hopefully before March ends.
As for Zumba, I was late and ultimately missed my favorite teacher's last class because I was trying to convince Cole to come with me. Ladies, there's a 98% chance that he won't go. Yoga's a much better/easier thing to try to negotiate. And, no, pouting won't work. His ego won't allow him to put up with an hour of uncoordinated dancing for your amusement (admit, it really is just for your amusement).
