On dreading nights out…and looking forward to them

Oh I’m so confused.  In my party girl days, I never refused an invitation.  I would always be with friends, I was young, reasonably happy about my looks, lazy about grooming by today’s standards, but no-one seemed to mind.  I just wanted to have fun.  Getting ready meant  a quick shower, some hair gel, deodorant, black eye liner plus a little short dress and high heels and 30 minutes later I was out the door.

That was then 🙂

It’s not like that now.

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