Last night Jason’s mom took Kyle over night. We’d planned on going to see Harry Potter when he got home from work. By the time he got home I was so tired, feeling sickish and I realized the we wouldn’t get home until after mid-night. I asked if we could skip the movie and have dinner. I’ve lost my cred yo.
I’ve gotten to a place in my middle aged, mommy, work-out-of-home self that I’ll pass up the chance to see Harry Potter on the big screen to go to bed at 10:30 on a Saturday night. It’s a tough realization, even tougher than when I found the gray hair (reminder, color hair today). I’m a soup makin’, deal lookin’, house cleaning, baking, thinking of getting out my crochet hooks, mom.
I need a new computer and a WoW LAN to make me feel better. Or new dice. Yeah, new dice.