I cannot even express to you how tired I was today. I danced my ass off all last night (Thursday), then woke up really early on Fri morning and worked 9 hours, and then came home and worked some more. Then I put my sick kids to bedand once, when I found a half hour without demand, I put my feet up and passed out in a dead and desperate sleep. The problem with that was that my instructor's 30th birthday party was tonight and I knew I wanted to make an appearance. So after the kids were down I threw on thelittle black dress despite my "better" judgement, and put on some makeup, shoes, little squirt of perfume and was ready to go, if even for an hour. And My hubby took me out and I danced. And was that EVER the right thing to do. I felt happy and invigorated, if still a little dizzy from fatigue (LoL... try to tell salsa folk you're tired. They seriously don't get it!) and now instead of feeling like azombie I feel sweetly tired and happily unburdened. Salsa as therapy, I tells ya.