When Did I Get Old?

A friend of mine is leaving the US and going back home to Portugal after her year long internship. (Bye, bye Maria. Gonna miss our Panera lunches. Hope to see you this summer in Portugal!) So last night she got all of her girlfriends together for a girls night out in Canton. Now, I haven't been out with the girls or to Canton in a LONG time. So needless to say, I was excited. A night out with adults and I'm not working? I'm there! I got all grown and sexy and headed out for a good time. We ended up in some bar in Canton around 10 or 10:30, it wasn't too crowded and we gotta table so we could all sit, drink and chill. Being that colleges are closed for winter break, it wasn't filled with college aged kids being loud and crazy. Or so we thought. I guess around midnight we noticed the music getting louder and more people at the bar. Ok, that's cool, it is Friday night. I finished my second amaretto sour and we continued our conversation on abortion rights and contraception. (Wow, I must be getting old. What ever happen to, "He's cute" "What about him? Isn't he fine?" ) Then by 12:30 or 1 it was so loud in there we had to squeeze together and yell to continue our rousing conversation. By 1:30 the college crowd had taken over and we were ready to go.

By the time I got home it was about 2:45 and I was wiped out! I fell into bed with my make-up still on. DJ woke up around 6:30 and I opened my eyes. To my surprise, I was a little hung over! Headache and all! I stumbled in his room and rocked him back to sleep (in his rocking chair. Trust me, I was in no condition to stand!) I stumbled back to bed and fell sleep until 11. My hubby just let me sleep. When I finally woke up, I wasn't hung over (thank God because I have to work the over night shift) and all I wanted was a cup of coffee. By the way, I did wash the make-up off this morning. In case you were wondering.

What I wanna know is when did I get old? I'm only 30, why can't I hang anymore? If I was home I wouldn't be asleep. I'd be wide awake, wishing I was out having fun. And besides, I work the over night shift so WHAT'S THE DEAL?! I am so tired I feel like I've just been beaten by an angry mob. Perhaps, this just means I need to go out more. Let's be a little more specific. Maybe I should go out at least once a month to a 25 and over lounge. I think it's safe to say I've passed the legal 'bar age'. I decided that last night as I was stepping over puke on the way to the ladies room. I do like to go dancing every now and then. So perhaps I could do a club every so often. Perhaps...reality check. I have 2 children, a job and I am a NURSING student. Hummm. Oh, well, it was a nice thought. Perhaps I should just except the fact that I'm old and pull my elastic pants up to my bra, put on my support hose, sit back and enjoy the sound of horns as I cruise at 50mph on the 65mph highway of life.