Jul. 21, 2008 at 6:59pm
There was a time, not so long ago, that my friends and I would go dancing until around 2 in the morning. After that, we would head to Denny's for breakfast until around 4 in the morning. Then we would go home and fall asleep around 5 in the morning. Then we would get up around 8 in the morning for work.
A few years went by and while I wasn't going to Denny's at 2am, I could still close down a bar (provided my favorite drag queens were performing).
This last weekend was a little crazier than my usual: spent the majority of Saturday at a bellydancing festival in Seattle, got home in time to change and hit a bachelorette party at the Varsity Grill (where I drank Red Bull like there was no tomorrow in order to stay awake until 1am). Sunday was an early morning baptism (not mine) and then back to the bellydancing festival because I was performing in the afternoon. By 6pm I was ready to call it quits and was nearly comatose on my couch by 8pm.
Monday rolled around and I'm still dragging ass. I've been seriously contemplating going to bed for the past hour.
When did I get old?!? I'm 25, fer Godz sake! At what point did I start needing a day of rest to recuperate from my weekend? I know I'm not the only one (my former club-going friends share my lament).
When did you realize you weren't as young as you used to be?
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by tacomachickadee on 7/21/2008 @ 7:39pm
|Hmmm ... this year, at the ripe old age of 3-2, I'm having to become a morning person. I was never a morning person. When did that happen? Oh, and the last movie I saw in theater was the horrific Shrek 3, and that was more than a year ago. Hoping to rectify that with a leave-the-kids-home moment very, very soon as I've seen movies at both The Grand and the Blue Mouse that I wish to see ... but sheesh. On the bright side, I love my 30s!|
by Ann on 7/21/2008 @ 8:09pm
|Well, as a 40-hmm-hmm year old I can vouch that I too have become a morning person who enjoys waking up with the sunrise to water the plants as I sip my morrning cup of tea, 'cause coffee is too harsh for my tummy -- and taping the late night news along with Letterman and Ferguson 'cause I just can't stay up that late. Personally I'm looking into starting a music venue that starts at 2:00 in the afternoon so I can stay awake for the last set. Oh, and it just occurred to me that I could start wearing perfume again -- my son was sensitive to perfume and since he's 21(!!!!!) and living on his own now I don't have to worry about it anymore
When did I realize I weren't as young as I used to be?
by Nick on 7/21/2008 @ 8:24pm
|I'm right there with you. I remember in college the first time I stayed up until 2 I was terrified. 6 months later I would look at the clock and see 4 AM and decide I still had another hour in me.
Now here I am worried I might have to stay up until 10:00 to change out the laundry. Say wha? Guess we may as well embrace it - want to go cane shopping next weekend? ;-)
by jcbetty on 7/21/2008 @ 9:55pm
|I have to say, I am a night owl and an oldster... and staying up late now kicks my boot-ay. Three days after staying up too late, I'm still in a comatose state. --I'm thinking, though, heat and raised activity levels (and jobs necessitating early wake ups) make it worse...|
by Erik on 7/21/2008 @ 10:10pm
|Well, as a 40-hmm-hmm year old I can vouch that I too have become a morning person...|
There's a whole world that the morning people have that I have very rarely glimpsed.
They get up at 5:30 a.m., open the coffee shops and then work out, read and run errands before work.
I envy them a bit until they they nervously look at their watch at 9:00 p.m. and start thinking shutting down for the night.
by tacomachickadee on 7/21/2008 @ 10:15pm
|Hmmm ... I'm getting up at 5:30 to go work out, it's after 10 now ... this does not bode well for me. Can you be a night person and a morning person at the same time?
Otherwise, I think I'm hosed.
I think I know why I napped so nicely while waiting for Diva Girl to finish ballet class.
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