Sunday, September 03, 2006

Is this what it means to be a woman of a certain age...

That I can't sleep without doing the dishes from the small fete in my apartment? After a planned dinner out, I had a few friends over to my place for coffee and dessert. In the spirit of fun and letting my hair down I tried to leave the coffee mugs, plates, and forks in the sink. But at almost 2 a.m. I could not sleep, so I got up and did the dishes. It felt great. Now maybe I can grab some shut eye.

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