I’m working full time this week and once I come home, the only thing I want to do is crash down on my sofa, remote in hand and a drink within reach. Most of the time I don’t even manage to stay awake for the eight o’clock news. Where are the days that I could hit the town after a long week and stay out all weekend, dancing and drinking the nights away, turning up bright and cheerful for work again on Monday morning?
Those were the days.
2 comments:
I understand! 8:00 is when I hit the wall too. All my energy drains away and I am tired, tired, tired!
It's hard to imagine the times when 10:00 at night was just the BEGINNING of the going out fun!
Nope. By ten I am snoozing away...
I am asking the same question! :-)
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