It appears that I may not be able to party the way I could when I was 24. I know, GASP, right? In fact, I am actually thinking that it might be time to retire the "Full Time Party Girl" from my self-description. Or, at the very least, amend it to "Part Time (As Long As There Is Ample Recovery Time) Party Girl".
Honestly, usually, these days, I'm quite happy with going part time. Content with the much quieter lifestyle I've created. Early to bed and clarity of mind and all that.
Usually. Because even though green smoothies and detox tea are terrific for breakfast almost every morning, sometimes you just really
But then, there will come a moment when you are tired and burnt out, when you begin preferring water to wine, when flirting has become more forced than fun and your party clothes are too binding. And that's when you will make your way home. You will crawl into your own bed made with clean, fresh sheets occupied by the ones that love you most of all, and you will retire your full time status. The next few days will involve a lot green juice, kale, and possibly 2-a-days. You will go to bed at your usual 10pm bedtime. You will rest & take your vitamins. You will know that you cannot party the way you could when you were 24. But you will also know you that still got it.
And that, for me, and maybe for you, is called balance.