My 2 best friends and I decided to get together tonight for dinner and drinks, because, well … it’s Friday, and we all needed a little girl-time. So, we go to a local bar after work. Right after work. I’m talking, 7:30 PM. We order dinner, the girls have a couple of beers each (not me, I stuck to my diet pepsi because I already had planned my meal and was staying on target with my weight watcher point+ goal – GO ME!!!) … and are just chatting, having a good ol’ time … except we keep saying how tired we are …
Then, we look around and realize it’s starting to get crowded. We almost start to panic, I mean, these are the loud Friday night bar-flies starting to surround us. We quickly get the check and bounce on out of there.
Then we decided to go get a cup of coffee … not for the chance to continue chit-chatting (which we did welcome happily) but for the caffeine … to keep us awake. Seriously, we were like a bunch of old ladies, not the twenty-somethings we are.
And now? I am home … just washed my face, took out my contacts, put on pajamas and am blogging.
It’s 11:00 PM.
What happened to those nights? Now I can barely keep my eyes open. But, seriously I’m going to be thirty, not sixty. What gives?!