Old Lady Aubrey

I feel like I'm becoming a real fuddy-duddy. Seriously! I was thinking about how I used to function on six hours of sleep in college, 12am-6am, and yet I used to be able to party all weekend (starting Thursday!) even without the aid of Red Bull. I loved every minute.

Now? At the ripe old age of 25, I head straight from work to home and am in comfy PJs in less than ten minutes. I lay on the sofa, watching TV until I'm sleepy, which lately is around 9 or 9:30 pm. I don't even drink a glass of wine. Going out on Friday nights after a full day of work? That's crazy!

I've been invited to a late dinner/night out tomorrow, and I can't even contemplate how I'm going to manage to stay awake that long. I think I'll have to sneak in a post-work nap to prepare myself.

Beginning to wonder where I can find some sensible orthopedic shoes and prune juice...