How "plans" change. I had a sitter lined up for tomorrow night and...I decided that I would come home. No one that I talked to was really planning on making it a night out. I could have made plans with others. I could have gone to Kris's. He is ALWAYS up for beer with anyone who drops by. But no. I am exhausted. My throat is starting to be a little tender on top of everything else that is wrong with this 100 year old body. Plus, I'll save some money by not having to pay Maria for sitting the kids.
I'll just rest up and heal for now. Then if I can find a sitter, there is always next weekend's party......right ?
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Sister its age honey, we are getting old!!!lol
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