Let's discuss. I have mud nearly up to my knees. My jeans are soaked. I'm pretty sure they stayed that way for a while. I guarantee my hair is pinned back because I spent precious time straightening it only for it to rain which means it was getting frizzy and had to be moved out of my face. I was unable to grab my umbrella. No really, I actually remember this and I was afraid I was going to fall over at any moment. Yet my phone is open so I must have been talking to someone? I am no longer this girl. If it was raining and I was forced to walk to go to a bar, it would not be happening. Because, I am almost 28 years old and all I want to do is go home and curl up in my sweatpants and watch Grey's Anatomy. That's my life. I'm not ashamed. I can have fun on the weekends.
I do have fun during the week...sometimes. I'm just so exhausted from working that I would rather get a decent nights sleep instead. I have a 50 minute commute each way, so I get home 12 hours after I get up in the morning. BLAH!! You can say what you'd like but I've already called myself Lame...I'm aware of the situation.
I do plan to get margaritas for Cinco de Mayo...it will just be a day late. I'm meeting friends after work on Friday. After the week I've had, I totally deserve a drink (or 6 - I kid, I kid). Or maybe not, I guess only time will tell!