It hit me tonight! I've reached 'maturity'.
I remember a time when I'd go out for an evening and it was a bust and I'd come home early. "It was such a lousy evening, I was home by 9 o'clock".
This evening I went to a friend's for dinner. We had a wonderful time. We ate, we drank some fine wine, we talked and strolled down memory lane. "We were having such a good time, I didn't get home 'til 9 o'clock".
Apparently 'maturity' gives one a whole new perspective!
And it was a long drive home, too, after all that wine. Katie probably had to drive.
ReplyDeleteThat would be all that ONE GLASS of wine. And a one-block drive.
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