It certainly didn’t take long for me to realize today that I am no longer in my 20’s.
Moving quickly was not in my vocabulary and the thought of doing anything other than laying around on my couch seemed unthinkable.
No, I was not suffering some major hang-over despite the activities of the day before, I was just plain tired, exhausted to be perfectly accurate.
A 12 hour partying marathon no matter how much I paced myself is no longer something I can do, but I doubt I will remember that the next time the opportunity comes up, because once again, inside I still think I’m 22 years old.
Despite my lack of energy or enthusiasm I managed to remove my behind from the couch and go to the neighborhood cafe and pick up some breakfast.
That exertion of energy was about all I had in me. I had no idea how I was going to rally for Super Bowl Sunday activities, but I knew it was a requirement.
How do you tell people you sat on your couch and watched the game by yourself, that is if… you can stay awake which I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to do.
A quick nap was in order then it was off to the Pixie’s parents house for a party. I knew once I got there I would perk up a bit just being around people, but… I also knew I wasn’t exactly going to be the life of the party.
I can’t believe one long day can do this to me it’s absolutely crazy… not to mention aggravating that my body is turning against me and I can’t do all the things I used to do without any problems.
I suppose like everything else you make adjustments and go on with your life., but how can you really live if your being held hostage in your own body?
Then again, there are a lot of other people who couldn’t even handle a long day because of illness or other condition so I am thankful I am able to do it even if I need a nap the next day.