This is for the parents out there…
Remember when Friday nights meant going out, having a drink or seven, and being completely oblivious to the fact that that kind of an evening would be almost a complete impossibility just a few years later.
I GET TO HAVE ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS.
My long-suffering husband has been working his butt off to get his nursing degree. Tonight is the annual nursing ball and he got tickets for us to go. Now, I would have been content to leave it at that. BUT, IT GETS BETTER. My mother offered to take all three kids for a sleepover. ALL THREE! This is unheard of! I get a night out AND a child-free house to come home to! We can, you know…..
I am clearly talking about watch a movie at midnight as loud as we want without risking waking up children. Pervert.
It’s okay to be jealous.
I know I will probably have one drink while we are out and then whine I am tired and want to go home by 9:30, but we get to go out like real people for a few hours! WOO!