I was up waaaaaay late last night watching the Orange Bowl (WOOHOO HAWKEYES!) with friends. Consequently, I did not get out of bed early enough this morning to work out. However, spending time with friends on a weeknight is something I don’t typically do, so in a sense, I was getting out of my comfort zone.
I told The Boyfriend several days ago that he had to be supportive of my efforts and that frequently, I would be in bed before he got home from work. But that I would also make an effort for him, to stay up later than usual sometimes. Last night was one of those times.
We’ve been having people over more often lately. I like it. The house is relatively picked up (except for the office, dear god, don’t go in there) and I enjoy having people here. I wish I had more places to sit though… perhaps a smaller dining room table would allow for something. It’s on the list.
It’s 8:30 p.m. and I think I’m going to go to bed. Because I can. And also, I’m really tired. And I have to be up early tomorrow to work out!