Day 125 - Regret

Moo and crew left today.  Although I was sad to see them go, it was probably for the best.  I wasn't exactly a quality hostess this morning.  I had an "eventful" night and required a lot of sleep, quiet and ibuprofen.  If I had to guess, I'd say I spent no more than a total of 90 minutes out of bed. It is abundantly clear why I choose not to drink.  I don't know how people can live like this weekend after weekend.  I used to be embarrassed that Charlie and I chose to spend our Saturday nights curled up on the couch instead of out at a bar partying with the rest of our age group.  But now?  Bring on the Netflix!