Sorry, it's been a really long time since I've posted anything. I haven't felt creative, I haven't felt like writing, and nothing too interesting has happened. Sorry.
How I Know I've Gotten Old...
Since I turned 30 - there have been a lot of signs that I'm getting-on in years. I remember being in college and thinking "I can't imagine just staying home on a Saturday night, that would suck!" Well, college me was right. But current me can't seem to muster the energy to drink all night long anymore, so what's the point of going out? Most people make that "not going out" change when they get married. Not me, I've made it because I simply don't want to any more. I wish college me would have warned future me that this would happen.
On my recent vacation to Arizona to one of my best friend's weddings, my girlfriends and I dedicated more time discussing bowel movements than men. Times have changed.
But, the kicker, when my son was gone to my sister's house for a week, did I go out every night? Nope I went to the movies (twice) with my boss and my mom. And I wouldn't have changed it for the world.
