Old

Today I got a call from Ashley, one of my bridesmaids. She's still looking for a dress and was wondering if I'd like to go shopping with her and then see a movie on Thursday night.

Oh, how very old I felt when I told her that the movie would be past my bedtime.

Unfortunately I go to bed around 9 PM every night. Around 8:30 I go upstairs, start brushing my teeth and setting out my clothes, and otherwise get ready for the next day. Right now it's still light out at 8:30. This does not help my feelings of increasing age. In my defense I do get up every weekday at 5:15 or 5:30, but still...at the age of 26 I should not be telling friends that anything later than a matinee is not feasible.

I explained to Ashley about my commute to Illinois, and how the drive from school to the mall and from the theater home would make the night even later, but still...I hope she didn't think I was blowing her off.

Man.

How did I get so old so quickly?