Last week I paid someone to stick needles into me. Acupuncture didn’t offer the relief I expected and I walked out with $30 worth of herbs I can’t stomach. But I learned how to meditate. And in an effort to keep the good vibes going throughout the weekend, I stayed mostly away from wine, went to bed embarrassingly early, consumed food with lots of antioxidants, and surrounded myself with flowers and puppies. I imagine this is what retirement feels like.