I’m at a bachelorette party tonight. My own sister’s. Should be ripping it up. Party all night like it’s 1999 or all that jazz. Instead I’m staring at my clock. Sipping water because, jeez people, I gotta get up and feed a baby, and man, my kids wake up at 5:30. I’m watching young girls dance thinking they seriously need to go home, what a scene they’re causing!
I’m having fun, don’t get me wrong. But I’m also praying for someone to say, okay, it’s getting late. I’m not going to be that person.
But man, my bed is sounding pretty darn perfect right now.
When did I get old?
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Lol think I would be the same! Good luck with NaBLoPoMo – I’m doing it too…struggling lol