You know you're getting old when...
We went out last Saturday to a local pub to see a band that we like - one of the band members is an old friend of my DH, and they only perform a couple times a year since their lead singer moved to the US.
We didn't even stay for the whole show - the third set hadn't begun yet when we left the bar at 1:00 am.
I was awake enough when we got home that I didn't go straight to bed, and didn't actually get there until more like 2:00 am - I have been a basket case/zombie all week. Wednesday, I skipped yoga to be home early and went to bed by 8:30 - that's earlier than Sonja usually goes to bed, so she came to bed with me & my hubby took her bed. The previous nights I ended up in Sonja's bed with her due to his snoring (which usually doesn't affect me as long as I'm asleep before he comes to bed) which was so bad it was waking him up.
Man, I haven't even hit 40 yet and I feel like an old woman.
We didn't even stay for the whole show - the third set hadn't begun yet when we left the bar at 1:00 am.
I was awake enough when we got home that I didn't go straight to bed, and didn't actually get there until more like 2:00 am - I have been a basket case/zombie all week. Wednesday, I skipped yoga to be home early and went to bed by 8:30 - that's earlier than Sonja usually goes to bed, so she came to bed with me & my hubby took her bed. The previous nights I ended up in Sonja's bed with her due to his snoring (which usually doesn't affect me as long as I'm asleep before he comes to bed) which was so bad it was waking him up.
Man, I haven't even hit 40 yet and I feel like an old woman.