I'm not as young as I think I am

Whew!

This weekend was quite a whirlwind! I worked Friday night, and we had troubles with the computer system, so I ended up getting home later than usual. I slept in on Saturday morning (so no yard sales this week) and made brunch (omlettes and waffles) around 11.

At 12:30, my mom called and said that they were having a party at 3:00 for my grandmother's birthday. Could we be there? Well, yes, if we left straightaway!

We left home just after 1 pm, stopped for gas, and headed to Mom & Dad's. We pulled into the driveway at 5 minutes to 3:00. We stayed there until just after 10:00. It was actually a pretty productive day. Skeeter fixed Mom & Dad's computer; I did a bit of grocery shopping (more on that later); the urchins played outside and got filthy (as always). Plus, I got to visit with an aunt and uncle that I haven't seen in years.

We got home at midnight, and I was just wiped out. We went to bed almost immediately, and I was so tired that I didn't sleep well. I tossed in a half-sleep most of the night, and I woke up feeling like I had a hangover, which lasted all day. Of course, it didn't help a bit that I had to work all day today either.

There was a time that none of that would have bothered me. I spent most of my 20s working 80+ hours a week, with time to spare for fun. No longer! I still think of myself as being relatively young, but times like this make me realize how very wrong I am!