My name is Kelly and I have a confession to make.
I really really really dislike going out at night. No, I don't mean I dislike going out to dinner, or I dislike going to bars in general. Truthfully, I actually like bars most of the time. I enjoy dancing. I enjoy a couple of drinks. The issue is truly the night part. This weekend I went to bed at 10:30 on Friday night and woke up at 7. Last night I went to bed at 2am and still woke up at 7. That is what my body is going to do. So if I stay up until 2am I just feel exhausted and terrible the next day.
If it was up to me, social events would be different. All social events would begin no later than 4pm, the earlier the better. Brunch with friends? Absolutely. Afternoon BBQ? I'm there. Day time pub crawl? Sign me up. Then, the early start time would not be an excuse to still stay out until after midnight, but rather an excuse to be home in bed by 11pm.
I know this makes me sound like I am 76 instead of 26, but I don't care. I have TWO days of a seven day week that I get to enjoy and do what I want, I don't want to spend one of them exhausted and feeling disgusting.
I do realize that the world does not revolve around me. I know that a lot of people like nights and enjoy being out at night. I know that some people don't like drinking at 1 in the afternoon, or going to bed early. I know that some people work on weekend days and wouldn't be able to attend social events unless they were at night. I know that when it's my birthday or event that I get to decide what time it starts at (or Katie throws me a party at 3:30 in the afternoon because she knows me so well). I know that when it's not my birthday or event I don't get to decide. I do know this. So I will continue to begrudgingly attend social events that begin at 7 or 8 at night (and be thankful that they no longer start at 11 like when we were in college!). But will I like it? No.
Did I have fun? Of course I did.
There was an awesome cupcake tower...
and good company...
Yes Eric does look like the most ridiculous person there. But I can promise you, he was not.
They are resisting bunny ears behind us. Yes, my social life is a lot like my job.
So, did I have fun? yes.
Would I have had the same amount of fun and more today if the party had been at 2 or 3 in the afternoon? Yes.
Anyone with me? At least I will fit in nicely at the age of 76...
PS. Just for the record, I was not always a grandmother. I have always been an early bird at heart, but there was a time when I would stay up late with no regard for how I would feel the next day. However, those days are over.